★ Thursday, April 26, 2007
poem
12:07 amrecently felt like a song~~
Taion By The Gazette
Song - The Gazette
Lyrics - RukiA wintry sky and the broken streetlight. Cold wind.
Unknown shadow, the footprint of desertion.
Freedom was taken.
If it wakes up - a gloomy ceiling.
A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum, it is soiled.
And violence rapes me.
An understanding is impossible.
Why was I chosen? Someone should answer…
Please answer me that it is a horrible dream.
How much should I shout, writhe and suffer?
Please tell me that it is a horrible dream.
I shouted many times with losing voice.
There is no hand of preparing of the diordered hair.
A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum, a faint temperature is
mixed in the midwinter.
I persuaded myself, who had a dying voice and began writhing.
Not to lose for living.
I was drowned in the night when I feared and had a dying voice.
Please forgive me my dying breath…
Please answer me that it is a horrible dream.
How much should I shout, writhe and suffer?
Please tell me that it is a horrible dream.
I want to smile again at last.
今も生きるの意味を探す…
★ キキ様でした ☆