World Masterpiece Theater
Silver Zero Subs
Kikoeru kashira
Do you hear? Hooves beating
Original story by Lucy Maud Montgomery
AKAGE NO ANNE
Hizume no oto
A carriage goes through the gentle hills
Yuruyakana oka wo nutte
Kaketekuru basha
Someone comes to pick me up
Mukae ni kuru no mukae ni kuru no ne
And takes me
Dare ka ga
Watashi wo tsureteyuku no ne
Shiroi hana no michi he
To the avenue with white flowers
To the home of wind
Kaze no furusato he
He takes me
Tsureteyuku no ne
I'm sure
Tsureteyuku no ne
Anne Returns to School
After Diana being accidentally drunk,
Mrs. Barry refused to let them meet.
Anne was in the depths of despair,
and she could not perk up for study or cooking.
Diana?!
Diana!
Diana...
Is your mother still angry at me?
And, Anne, she says I'm never to play with you again.
I've cried and cried and I told her it wasn't your fault...
But it wasn't any use.
Then... Then we can never meet again?
I had ever such a time coaxing her to let me come down and say good-bye to you.
She said I was only to stay ten minutes
and she's timing me by the clock.
What a tragedy.
But... But... what can we do, Anne?
What can we do?
I understand, Diana.
But ten minutes isn't very long to say an eternal farewell in.
Diana, will you promise faithfully never to forget me, the friend of your youth,
no matter what dearer friends may caress thee?
Indeed I will.
And I'll never have another bosom friend.
I don't want to have.
I couldn't love anybody as I love you.
Oh, Diana...
Do you love me?
Why, of course I do. Didn't you know that?
I thought you LIKED me of course but I never hoped you LOVED me.
Why, Diana, I didn't think anybody could love me.
Nobody ever has loved me since I can remember.
Oh, this is wonderful!
It's a ray of light which will forever shine on the darkness of a path severed from thee.
Oh, just say it once again.
I love you devotedly, Anne.
And I always will. You may be sure of that.
And I will always love thee, Diana.
In the years to come thy memory will shine like a star over my lonely life,
as that last story we read together says.
Diana, wilt thou give me a lock of thy jet-black tresses
in parting to treasure forevermore?
Of my hair?
Have you got anything to cut it with?
I've got my patchwork scissors in my apron pocket fortunately.
Fare thee well, my beloved friend.
Henceforth we must be as strangers though living side by side.
But my heart will ever be faithful to thee.
Oboeteite Daiana
Kono mura wo tsutsundeita yoru wo
Fueteyuku shiroi hoshi
Futari no tamashii no ari ka mo
I must go.
Wasurenai de Daiana
It is all over.
I shall never have another friend.
I'm really worse off than ever before,
for I haven't Katie Maurice and Violetta now.
And even if I had it wouldn't be the same.
Somehow, little dream girls are not satisfying after a real friend.
Diana and I had such an affecting farewell down by the spring.
It will be sacred in my memory forever.
I used the most pathetic language I could think of and said 'thou' and 'thee.'
'Thou' and 'thee' seem so much more romantic than 'you.'
Diana gave me a lock of her hair.
I'm going to sew it up in a little bag and wear it around my neck all my life.
Please see that it is buried with me.
For I don't believe I'll live very long.
Perhaps when she sees me lying cold and dead before her
Mrs. Barry may feel remorse for what she has done
and will let Diana come to my funeral.
I don't think there is much fear of your dying of grief as long as you can talk, Anne.
But that made me feel more relieved. She still talks all the time.
I think it helps her to overcome her difficulties by talking like that.
Well now... She is a very strong girl.
But I never thought Mrs. Barry would be so unreasonable.
That's true.
I'm going back to school.
That is all there is left in life for me,
now that my friend has been ruthlessly torn from me.
In school I can look at her and muse over days departed.
Well, you'd better muse over your lessons and sums.
If you're going back to school
I hope we'll hear no more of breaking slates over people's heads and such carryings on.
Behave yourself and do just what your teacher tells you.
I'll try to be a model pupil.
There won't be much fun in it, I expect.
Mr. Phillips said Minnie Andrews was a model pupil
and there isn't a spark of imagination or life in her.
She is just dull and poky and never seems to have a good time.
But I feel so depressed that perhaps it will come easy to me now.
Really, give me that basket.
You will need to take lunch, right?
Oh! Please.
I'm going round by the road.
I couldn't bear to go by the Birch Path all alone.
I should weep bitter tears if I did.
I will see you later.
What a kind of turning point was that?
And I was wondering when she would return to school as Rachel had said.
Anyway, this helped me a great deal.
Right.
The school had not changed.
The words on the wall,
the traces of knives on the desks,
the trees behind school
and the Lake of Shining Waters.
Although with no milk bottles.
However, before Anne came back,
the scene changed due to seasons, and made Anne feel that was different.
Isn't that Anne?
Anne is finally back!
Anne!
We were really worried about you!
It's true!
Anne's insecurity was wiped away soon.
Anne was welcomed back to school with open arms.
Her imagination had been sorely missed in games,
her voice in the singing
and her dramatic ability in the perusal aloud of books at dinner hour.
But of course, not by everyone.
I don't understand why so much noise just because of her.
Did she get them drunk?
Some girls were even talking about Anne intoxicating Diana.
We will talk again later.
Later.
When she got inside, and saw Diana avoiding her, Anne felt determined.
Good morning, teacher!
Anne Shirley, you are finally back!
I have a favor to ask you, sir.
What is it?
It's about our seating.
Oh?
I would like to sit with Minnie Andrews.
What is she thinking?
Could she want to be a model student?
As you wish.
Just by that sentence alone,
I know why you have returned to school.
Alright, I shall also forget whatever that has happened.
I hope you don't forget what you have said,
and work with Minnie Andrews as your target.
Yes, Mr. Philips.
She is taunting you, Diana.
Pleased to meet you.
Likewise.
Anne's heart ached at the thought of Diana not looking at her.
So she determined to study harder.
Ruby!
And Sophia Sloane gave me an enormous
yellow pansy cut from the covers of a floral catalogue.
It's great for desk decoration.
Katie Boulter gave me a perfume bottle to keep slate water in.
Look, Marilla!
It's wonderful to see that everyone still likes me.
And there is more!
Ella May MacPherson offered to teach me a pattern of knit lace for trimming aprons.
But the most touching present was from Julia Bell.
She wrote a poem for me.
For Anne.
When twilight drops her curtain down And pins it with a star
Remember that you have a friend
Though she may wander far.
Don't you think it's so nice to be appreciated?
Right.
And what about Diana?
Oh! About that Marilla... Even you are thinking about Diana.
A little.
Diana wouldn't even look at me.
She should smile at me at least.
When twilight drops her curtain down
And pins it with a star
Remember, remember
That you have a friend
You have a friend
Though she may wander far
You're still reading? This isn't good for your health.
Yes, I will rest soon.
Really? It's already late. Go to sleep now!
The girls were not the only scholars who welcomed Anne back to School.
After dinner hour,
when Anne went to her seat,
she found on her desk a big luscious strawberry apple.
Who gave me this? Looks delicious!
In Gil's orchard, there are strawberry apple trees.
Anne Shirley.
Well... I...
You can have this.
Oh!
Charlie Sloane!
Please use this slate pencil.
I'm happy.
This costs two cents, doesn't it?
It's one of the best.
Thank you, Charlie. I'll use it with care.
That's great!
I'm sorry!
It's all right!
Charlie Sloane's slate pencil had a better reception than Gilbert Blythe's apple.
Anne rewarded the donor with a smile which exalted the infatuated youth
and caused him to make such fearful errors in his dictation
that Mr. Phillips kept him in after school to rewrite it.
And in the afternoon...
Diana!
It's been a long time, Anne.
Mother says I'm not to play with you or talk to you even in school.
It isn't my fault and don't be cross at me,
because I love you as much as ever.
I miss you awfully to tell all my secrets to.
I don't like Gertie Pye one bit.
I made you one of the new bookmarkers out of tissue paper.
They are awfully fashionable now and only three girls in school know how to make them.
When you look at it remember
Your true friend: Diana Barry.
My own darling Diana,
of course I am not cross at you because you have to obey your mother.
Our spirits can commune.
I shall keep your lovely present forever.
Minnie Andrews is a very nice little girl, although she has no imagination.
But after having been Diana's bosom friend I cannot be Minnie's.
Please excuse mistakes because my spelling isn't very good yet,
although much improoved.
Yours until death do us part.
Anne or Cordelia Shirley.
P.S. I shall sleep with your letter under my pillow tonight.
Anne or Cordelia.
On a certain snowy night, Minnie May gets ill and Diana asks for help.
Next episode of Anne of Green Gables:
Anne Rescues Minnie May.
Please watch!
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Owaranai hana no nami
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Moeru kumo ha motto tooku
Hana no naka de ichinichiha owaru
Samenai yume mitai ni