There are many Japanese urban legends, myths and stories about ghosts, spirits and demons. The stories are quite scary and inspired many famous horror movies, anime and manga. There was a tradition in Japan about 100 candles. People were gathering in one room with 100 candles. Then they were telling different scary stories to each other. At the end of each story they were extinguishing one candle and the atmosphere was becoming scarier and scarier. So you can also use this method when it refers to Japanese urban legends.
In this world there are things that you should never say loud and the Japanese poem “Tomino’s Hell” is one of them. According to the legend, if you read this poem out loud, something terrible will happen: ill, injury or even death. It is written by Yomota Inuhiko in a book called “The Heart is like a Rolling Stone”.
One person said.”I once read Tomino’s Hell on the air for an online radioshow called Radio Urban Legends. At first everything was normal, but gradually my body, it became difficult to read. I read half of it and then broke down and threw it away. Two days later I got injured and I was left with seven stitches. I do not want to think that this was because of the poem”.
Here’s the English translation of the poem!
His older sister vomits blood, and his younger sister vomits fire,
And the cute Tomino vomits his soul.
Tomino falls into Hell alone,
The darkness of Hell where even flowers don’t bloom.
Is it Tomino’s older sister wielding the whip?
The blood on the whip weighs on his mind.
Beating and striking yet not hitting at all,
There is but a single road to the eighth and most painful Hell.
Would you request guidance into the darkness of Hell,
From the golden sheep, or the nightingale?
Put as much as you can into the leather sack,
In preparation for the journey into the most painful of Hells.
Spring comes to the forest and the valley,
And to the seven twisting valleys of dark Hell.
The nightingale in the cage, the sheep in the cart,
And tears in the eyes of cute Tomino.
Cry, nightingale, in the forest rains,
He screams as loud as he can in yearning for his younger sister.
The cries echo throughout Hell,
And the buttercup blooms.
Through the seven mountains and seven valleys of Hell,
The cute Tomino’s solo journey.
If they are in Hell, bring them,
The mountain of pins and needles.
The red pins don’t stand out,
As a sign leading to cute Tomino.
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