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13:02 

351. GLAY

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Заслушиваю старые альбомы GLAY и просто... до чего же все-таки офигенная группа! До сих пор нежно ее люблю *_*

Artist: Glay
Title: Koukai (Voyage)
Words: Takuro
Music: Takuro


There's someone I think of when I close my eyes.
Once we fought, now it's calm. Our will was the same.
You glowed so bright, smothered by the light.
Still unaware of the stormy weather yet to come.

Sail Away
The Summer sulking beside you
See now, it's waving at you with a happy face

Keep on You got to keep on walking
wanting each other, loving each other,
taking together, give each other.
keep on
You got to keep on walking
Bringing that sadness
you can't quite express with you.


If I were to fall where I stood,
my darling, go forward in the night
because time flows the same for everyone
keep on walking

Sail Away
In time, Love is ruthless.
even if you run afoul of waves that overwhelm you
Sail Away
The one bathing in the moonlight alone,
hides more strength to live than anyone else.

Keep on
You got to keep on walking
wanting each other, loving each other,
taking together, giving each other,
Keep on
You got to keep on walking
This is as far as I can take you,
My requiem is playing.

@музыка: GLAY - koukai

@темы: txt, ongaku

21:26 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Sara writes to her mother. In her dream, her unborn baby asked her which sex is easier to live on? She answered neither is easier to live on than the other. The baby said he/she felt so lonely before being born and he/she was terrified of being born. Sara confidently said to the baby "Please be born. Something very wonderful is waiting for you." After waking up, she wonders what something very wonderful is. She wonders why she answered so confidently despite that she's never seen something very wonderful yet.


@темы: txt, Ooshima Yumiko

01:22 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
In this world,
I have seen many demons come
Yet I have not met god…

Both cruelty and kindness
What is this thing filling my heart?

Both rage and cowardice
What in the world am I doing this for…?

@темы: txt, ongaku, Mysterious War

14:32 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Спасибо за замечательное, волшебное, не похожее ни на что другое - лето!

Мечты сбываются!



Run Through the Night

With an unconcious bluff, from the room which is painted with a lie
I sneak away to gaze into the night sky
I jump over the twisted wire mesh as I always do
And hitting the hard pavement, I keep running.

We who are so different are connected by a thin thread
It's not like that strong red string
In the place where the huge trees meet, there's barely a noise
Just the sound of the both of us breathing

As we play together in this empty little town
Our eyes meet and we laugh
Keep running against the night, not fighting it now
Towards that distant light, keep running.


The graffitti on the wall, before anyone knows the clock has stopped
And we're given eternal freedom
Turning my back to the sensation of the cold concrete,
And tasting your sweet and bitter tongue, once again.

At random, you drew a rose-coloured portrait from your imagination
And the lightning in the west made it glow
Keep running against the night, not fighting it now
Tear away from ruinous decisions, and keep running.


As we play together in this empty little town
Our eyes meet and we laugh
Keep running against the night, not fighting it now
Towards that distant light, keep running.


Надо пересмотреть хачикуро теперь в двенадцатый раз, однозначно.

@темы: любимое, txt, ongaku, cerebral morphine, Aurora ni narenakatta hito no tame ni

00:43 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Все-таки офигенная группа была!



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@темы: txt, ongaku

22:43 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Now only I am looking at the world we dreamed of when we were immature.
amongst the uproar of cheering, the only thing that doesn't show is your image.

@темы: txt

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22:40 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
the morning given way to by the long night at last projects a path for me to step onto.

even if tomorrow as I tread onward nothing changes


:heart: :heart: :heart:


@темы: горьки на вкус эти будистские сутры, может быть ты и Ашура, txt, ongaku, настроение

21:36 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
20.01.2017 в 13:05
Пишет Персе:

клип на оупенинг.



красивая мегуми хаяшибара красиво ходит в красивом тумане. that's it.

URL записи

@темы: сейю, txt, ongaku, Showa Genroku Rakugo Shinju

14:05 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.

@темы: ongaku, txt

15:01 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.

@темы: txt, ongaku

23:10 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Китайская песня Ван Фэй под настроение



The clock in my heart ticks away
Counting down each moment
Preparing for the end of the trip
Well aware there's no unwaking dream
Good times end
Much like vacations end
In a silent stupor, I await it
As though rushing for school bells,
announcing that all will be repeated
Light fades and good times will end soon enough
Indulge all you can now
Be happy all you can now
Remember all you can now
But you still need to return home


The brilliant vacation ends
Can't extend the holiday
Even if it ends forever
I wouldn't think it rare
Give your heart a break
At least you've had a gulp of fresh air
How can life be all happy stories,
happy stories, happy stories

Pack up the overweight luggage
Bunk out on a plane back home
In the countdown, won't forget each minute and second
This world will be, will be,
so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful
But can't compare to this week

No one can prevent parting
Treat it as some accidental vacation
Treat it as a break in the gruelling days
I once loved you

@темы: ongaku, txt

18:05 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Kirito never says things are going to get better. He only says, "you have to live". As he says in Birthday "all you can do is smile". (c)


@музыка: дождь заливает

@темы: txt, Natsuki Takaya

22:12 

Millenium

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
まだ熱があるんだ でも誰のせいじゃない
まだ胸が痛むんだ あの日の夜から

電話の向う側に 僕の目覚めた意味がある

まだ熱が下がらない でも悪い気分じゃない

走り続けられたよ キミの言葉が聞きたくて

会いたくて もう一度 あの頃の僕は 求めすぎてた
抱きしめて もう一度 もう離さないよ そのやさしさを
会いたくて 出来るなら あの頃のままで 空に浮かんでる
抱きしめて もう一度 もう離さないよ 時を奪われたまま

戸惑うくらいキミに この切なさを届けたい
星を数えるなんて 忘れかけた 今キミに

会いたくて もう一度 あの頃のキミは 眩しすぎたよ
抱きしめて もう一度 もう離さないよ その温もりを
会いたくて 出来るなら 星々を繋ぎ キミのもとまで
抱きしめて もう一度 もう離さないよ 時を戻してみよう

@темы: txt, tenohira no naka no kagayaki, ongaku

00:04 

It doesn't kill you or anything.

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Ayu: But don't you ever get lonely, sensei?
Professor Hanamoto: Hm? Sure I do. But it's just loneliness. Nothing more and nothing less. It kinda rushes over you sometimes, like a wave. But then it recedes again. It's just this continual ebb and flow.
Ayu: Forever … and … ever?
Professor Hanamoto: Well, once you a while you get a tsunami-sized one that'll wrench your heart out and smash it onto the rocks. You have nights where you howl with anguish and desolation. Yeah, you get those once in a while too. But hey … it's just loneliness. It doesn't kill you or anything.

(c) Honey & Clover

И Кику из ракуго. Из-за которого сегодня я вспомнила эту цитату.


@музыка: Faye Wong - 矜持

@темы: txt, Honey & Clover

14:19 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Во что превращается снег, когда тает?
Конечно же, все мы, и, особенно, Хатори и Тоору из «Fruits Basket» знаем, что он превращается в весну.


@темы: txt

22:14 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.


Иногда ошибаться просто нужно.

@темы: ongaku, Galileo Night, tenohira no naka no kagayaki, txt

21:19 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Если долго слушать Шиину Ринго, она начинает слушать тебя.
Вот нашла песню прямо про себя, особенно припев)) Название только не подходит, т.к. я стараюсь так работу не делать (через посадочное место).



Позавчера были в раменной на Петроградке. Впервые не стала есть рамен-кимчи, от которого рыдаешь, и пофтокала местную достопримечательность - стену с рисунками и посланиями посетителей. Естественно, почти все - от анимешников плюс фанатов танцующих корейцев.

Цукияма приговорил рамен с Канеки. А Хидзиката сейчас приговорит Хидзикату-спешл.


Эдик


Тут были истинные фанаты ХаруРинов (с) Лали



@темы: фотокарточки, Меро-дайджест, txt, ongaku

03:16 

Cold War

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
08:45 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.

@темы: txt, ongaku

12:58 

O wild mountain cherry tree, think us both sorrowful and solitary. Other than your flowers, there is none other who knows me.
Those moments aren't ours any more. They're shut up in a box, buried at the back of a cupboard, out of reach. They're frozen like on a postcard or a calendar. The colours will end up disappearing, fading. They're forbidden to our memories and our words.

@темы: книги, Собака Лайка и бежевый потолок, txt

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