Music
- Background music/score was composed by Seikou Nagaoka for the first two OVAs and Akifumi Tada for the third OVA.
- Opening 2 (episodes 8-13): I'm a Pioneer (Japanese version performed by Chisa Yokoyama, English version performed by Sharyn Scott)
- Ending 1 (episodes 1-7): Talent for Love (Japanese version performed by Chisa Yokoyama, English version performed by Sharyn Scott)
- Ending 2 (episodes 8-13): The Lonely Moon (Japanese version performed by Ai Orikasa, English version performed by Scottie Haskell)
- Ending 3 (episodes 14-20): Lovely Cookin' (performed by Tomoko Odajima)
- Insert Song (episode 8): Washu's Lullaby (Japanese version performed by Yuko Kobayashi, English version performed by Scottie Haskell)
- Mihoshi Special
- Background music/score was composed by Seikou Nagaoka.
- Opening: Nemureru Engawa no Bijô (Japanese version performed by Yuko Mizutani and Etsuko Kozakura, English version performed by Ellen Gerstell)
- Ending: Mahô Shôjo PRETTY SAMMY (Japanese version performed by Chisa Yokoyama, English version performed by Sherry Lynn)
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Famous quotes containing the word music:
“I’d rather you shot at tin cans in the back yard, but I know you’ll go after birds. Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit ‘em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.... Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corncribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.”
—Harper Lee (b. 1926)
“A woman drew her long black hair out tight
And fiddled whisper music on those strings
And bats with baby faces in the violet light
Whistled, and beat their wings
And crawled head downward down a blackened wall....”
—T.S. (Thomas Stearns)
“Slow, slow, fresh fount, keep time with my salt tears;
Yet slower yet, oh faintly gentle springs:
List to the heavy part the music bears,
“Woe weeps out her division when she sings.”
Droop herbs and flowers;
Fall grief in showers;
“Our beauties are not ours”:
Oh, I could still,
Like melting snow upon some craggy hill,
Drop, drop, drop, drop,
Since nature’s pride is, now, a withered daffodil.”
—Ben Jonson (1572–1637)