#paul verlaine

Chuya and Verlaine presentation pages. Verlaine is presented as Chuya’s big brother who studied in France!

If you want a full translation, check the Twitter account of the amazing Popopretty!

NewGakuen Bungo Stray Dogsillustration!

This year it features Verlaine in Studio BONES style. I hope we can see him animated in the next season! What do you think?

Translations for the event on BSD’s official twitter

1. Please introduce yourself.

Chuuya:Self-introduction, huh? Before asking someone’s name, isn’t it right that you introduce yourself first? Come on, say your name.
… Well, forget it. I won’t gain anything by knowing your name anyway.

My name?! How persistent.
It’s Chuuya, Nakahara Chuuya.
The name’s a bit well-known in my old school, you know.

Verlaine:Have you… ever felt solitude?
True solitude is that of a lone comet that flies in space.
Even a lonely comet with no hope of being healed can still fly side by side with others, as long as they have the same loneliness and the same temperature.

Me? I am Chuuya’s brother.

2. Please tell us something memorable that happened today.

Chuuya: I don’t want to remember it, but it would be Verlaine coming to school.
Seriously, please stop it.
Don’t ride my bike without asking for permission.
Nah, don’t ride it even if you ask.
Don’t just use stuff from my fridge and make a bento.
I make my own bento, you know!

Verlaine: I rode Chuuya’s bicyle and it was a pretty pleasant ride. Aside from that, hmm…
There was a familiar face in Chuuya’s school, so I went to “greet” them.
They apparently became a teacher there while I was in France, so I went to ask them to take care of my brother.

However, they were out when I got there, so I will go see them again some other time.

3. Is there anything you’re engrossed with recently?

Chuuya: Ever since I transferred here I haven’t played it much, but it’s billiards.
In my old school, I used to play it with my childhood friends whenever we see each other.

Ah, I hope they’re doing well.
When I transferred I got a bicycle from this guy Albatross and I really like it.
It’s a bright red and flashy one.

Verlaine: My brother is light in weight so as his brother I am worried.
I have been making “bento” that Gin taught me.
Gin’s brother has a weak body and she said that she makes good meals for him too.
That brother’s name is uh…
Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, I think?

Once you start it, you’ll find it profound and interesting.
So even if Chuuya doesn’t like it, I still make it.
Today he forgot the bento, so I took the effort to bring it to him.
I didn’t have a bag for it so I put it in my attache case, and the contents of the bento did not get mixed up so I think it’s okay.

4. Please tell us your plans for tomorrow.

Chuuya:I’m thinking of meeting my friends in my old school.
Also, I’m wondering how is it going with the guy I fought and parted ways with.

Well, wherever I go I am who I am anyway and there will always be chances to meet as long as we’re alive.
How do I say it, I just felt like I want to see them now that I think about it.

Verlaine: This isn’t for tomorrow, but it is a season with good weather so I’m thinking of going to a peaceful countryside place with Chuuya.
It would be better if there’s a sea.

Yes, only the two of us brothers.
… go on a trip together.

Wouldn’t it be nice to have that “what if” scenario?

Les sanglots longs

Des violons

De l’automne

Blessent mon coeur

D’une langueur

Monotone.

Tout suffocant

Et blême, quand

Sonne l’heure,

Je me souviens

Des jours anciens

Et je pleure;

Et je m’en vais

Au vent mauvais

Qui m’emporte

Deçà, delà,

Pareil à la

Feuille morte.

Autumn Song

translated by Arthur Symons

When a sighing begins

In the violins

Of the autumn-song,

My heart is drowned

In the slow sound

Languorous and long

Pale as with pain,

Breath fails me when

The hours toll deep.

My thoughts recover

The days that are over,

And I weep.

And I go

Where the winds know,

Broken and brief,

To and fro,

As the winds blow

A dead leaf.

Aries: “My dream pursues through all the vain delays, Impatient of the weeks, mad at the days.”
Taurus:“An infinite resignedness rains where the white mists opalesce, in the moon-shower…”
Gemini:“Take eloquence and wring its neck.”
Cancer:”Tears are shed in my heart like the rain on the town.”
Leo: “I am the Empire at the end of the decadence.”
Virgo: “Tired of life, afraid of death, not unlike a lost brig, toy of ebb and flow on the ocean, my soul weighs anchor for a frightful shipwreck.”
Libra:”Your soul is as a moonlit landscape fair, peopled with maskers delicate and dim,
That play on lutes and dance and have an air of being sad in their fantastic trim.”
Scorpio: “I always fear,–if you but knew!– From your dear hand some killing blow.”
Sagittarius: ”A vast black sleep falls over my life, sleep, all hope, sleep, all desire.”
Capricorn:“What we need, we, is fixedness intense, Unequalled effort, strife that shall not cease.”
Aquarius:“Melancholy rocks my heart to oblivion, with sweet melody, amid setting suns.”
Pisces:”Colour’s forbidden, only Nuance!”

Psyche Revived by Cupid’s Kiss

“Kisses that brushed the surface, And feelings that shook the soul.”

Dans l’interminable
Ennui de la plaine,
La neige incertaine
Luit comme du sable.

Le ciel est de cuivre
Sans lueur aucune,
On croirait voir vivre
Et mourir la lune.

Comme des nuées
Flottent gris les chênes
Des forêts prochaines
Parmi les buées.

Le ciel est de cuivre
Sans lueur aucune.
On croirait voir vivre
Et mourir la lune.

Corneille poussive
Et vous, les loups maigres,
Par ces bises aigres
Quoi donc vous arrive ?

Dans l’interminable
Ennui de la plaine
La neige incertaine
Luit comme du sable.