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joi, 3 decembrie 2009

Pour salt into the open wound

♣ MUSIC ♣
Breaking Benjamin - Breath

♣ MOOD ♣
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♣ MESSENGER ♣
Jui

♣ INTERNET ♣
Last.FM - YouTube
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" This will be all over soon. "

Uite ca a trecut noiembrie si eu nu am mai postat nimic inafara de versuri. Sincera sa fiu nici nu prea aveam ce sau imi era prea lene sa postez. In ultima vreme mai mult doar am stat si am murit de plictiseala. Am stat pur si simplu si m-am holbat toata ziua la monitor si nu am prea facut nimic. Am facut o gramada de avatare si chestiute pentru last.fm dar pana la urma m-am plictisit si de alea si aveam impresia ca nu-mi mai iese nimic bine, asa ca le-am lasat balta. 
Pe la sfarsitul lunii a venit mama acasa si a trebuit sa merg la ea si sincer as fi preferat sa nu o fac. Nu o sa stau acum sa scriu tot ce a zis sau ceva de genul asta, dar spun ca a fost pur si simplu oribil.
La scoala am murit de plictiseala. Am dat o gramada de teste si saptamana trecuta am crezut ca tampesc lol. Ma enerveaza cand ne streseaza profesorii cu o gramada de teste si ne asculta mult si bla bla exact inainte de vacanta si atunci mai avem si tezele si ma rog, e asa de aiurea. Pana acum am scapat de teza la biologie si cea la mate, iar maine o dau la informatica. Saptamana viitoare am teza la romana si proful a spus ca el o sa lipseasca toata saptamana si vine altcineva, dar ii lasa el subiectul. Si l-am intrebat la ce lectii sa ne uitam ca sa stim cam din ce ne da si ne-a dat sa invatam tot ce am facut pana acum, ce naiba? Cred ca bause inainte de ora aia. 
Au inceput sa-mi placa chiar foarte mult Bump of Chicken. Am ascultat cateva melodii si pana la urma mi-am descarcat toata discografia. Imi plac mult melodiile lor pentru ca majoritatea sunt mai linistite deci sunt exact genul meu. Iar vocea lui Motoo e asa de kawa, in plus scrie niste versuri asa de *headdesk*. Deci a inceput sa-mi placa si el foarte mult, si nu doar pentru voce sau versuri, sau cum arata, dar pur si simplu imi place si nu stiu prea bine de ce lol. 
Trebuie sa incep sa postez mai mult si sincer nu stiu cu ce sa incep sau daca pot sa-mi inving lenea ca sa postez ceva ce are macar pic de sens. Dupa ce termin cartea ce o citesc acum probabil o sa postez despre ea. Ar trebui sa postez si despre Yggdalive sau alte chestii, ma rog, idei am, dar lenea e problema principala si faptul ca atunci cand ma apuc sa scriu ceva imediat parca imi pierd ideile sau pur si simplu uit ce vroiam sa zic de fapt.
Anyway, postul asta a fost total random si l-am facut mai mult doar pentru ca nu am postat de foarte mult timp si intr-un fel mi s-a facut dor, dar nici nu vreau sa las blog-ul asta sa moara asa. Inainte postam foarte mult si imi placea sa fac asta, sa vorbesc despre ce apuc si cum imi venea o idee despre care sa zic postam aici, nu stiu de ce imi e asa de lene sa mai postez acum.

marți, 24 noiembrie 2009

Namida no Furusato

You've got to search for the source of your tears
And find out where the drops running down your cheeks come from

You're going out
Well, then, I'll see you off
I wish I could come with you, but you've got to go alone

Is your backpack empty?
If you stuffed it full, it would be heavy
All you need are those wet cheeks and those echoing words
You could hear them, couldn't you?

"I've come, I've come
I've come to see you
From the inside of your heart to the outside world
I've come because I want you to know me"

You've got to find the tear tracks that disappeared
If you trace back the way he came, you should be able to find them

You've got to face whatever lonely sky there may be
If you know it's the sky he saw, too, you won't feel alone

The distance is because you kept running away
Don't complain, it's your own fault, after all
Your destination is a place you know well
Don't you know that?
You must be joking

"I've come, I've come
I've come before you disappear
From the source of your tears to a distant world
I've come because I want you to know me"

You've arrived, look, do you remember it?
There are more wounds than before
This is the place where your tears were born and raised

New drops have fallen, wetting wounds that won't heal
Everything is for this, for this moment
It's been such a long journey

"I've come, I've come
I've come before you disappear
From the unerasable inside of your heart to a distant world
I want you to look"

"I've come, I've come
I've come to see you
From the source of your tears to a parched world
I've come because I want you to know me
And because I want you to know you"

Don't laugh, I'll always be waiting
Don't forget you have somewhere to come back to

Present

Excuse me, but just some time ago in this vicinity
I was bothered by the sound of falling tears that could be heard
So I rushed over to it. But whose tears could it be?
Speaking of which, your eyes are extremely red

Well, that's right
That's it, I'll give you several stories as a present
Read them well, alright?
Well then, until later

There are nights when you feel like there's no one in this world
There are mornings when you are soaked in the feeling of not existing
Closing your eyes would be easier, it's alright to just dream
If you close your mouth, you'll end up without listening to any shocking lies

Thus, you built a sturdy door
A room surrounded by the world's sturdiest wall
Even though your ears that longed for solitude were waiting for
the sound of the world's gentlest knock

Well, that's right
Even now, you definitely still tremble while crying as you try to laugh
It's proper for you to shout for help with a silent voice

It's fine as it is, living without courage and vigour
is not something that will trouble you. There are more things will trouble you
Even at a place that's only for walls, you specially built a door
Even though what you hate is everything you like

Well, that's right
It's fine, you only have yet to give yourself a good look
Even everyone's like that, you aren't alone
Even though there are terribly embarrassing things and things that you can't escape from
Even I'm like that, even I'm like that
There are really troublesome things and things that you can't rely on anyone for.
Even I'm like that
Oh well

At least you have friends,
The residents in the stories of the present
Now, what will you do from now on? I have to leave already
Look, there's the sound of tears dropping again somewhere