Una ráfaga de nostalgia...
Me ha venido despu{es de la de enojo. Fue una nostalgia de una época en la que, si hubiera estado con tanto ánimo como ahora, la habría disfrutado más. Puse en mi reproductor de cd un antiguo compilado de L'arc-en-ciel y me dediqu{e a llorar y a cantar a ratos mientras separo mi revoltijo de mostacillas por forma. Ah, qué tiempos aquellos. De ingenuidad y alegría... No es que me queje de la situación actual, pero... ya saben, a veces uno tiene demasiada memoria.
Se acuerdan del chocolate de hace un rato??? ha llegado solo, mi viejo me lo trajo intempestivamente ^^
Vi los tres primeros de Death Note. Está bueno pero no como para convertirse en mi favorito. Un dato: no caché cómo se llama el ending pero la letra es muy bella. Está pintada para Lyra!!! ah, ya encontré la traducción de la lyric y su nombre. Se la dedico a Lyra principalmente pero sé que más de los que me leen se sentirán identificados también
Alumina
Vocals: Nightmare
A momentary sparkle twinkles within the flowing time
I’m a Believer who can keep walking so to engrave into this world’s memories
I had a dream that no one else could have
And I threw away everything that I didn’t need
Thoughts that I can’t surrender dwell in my chest
Even if I’m still in the rift between reality and ideals
And my feet are bound by shackles of sacrifice
My overflowing impulse isn’t fully repressed
Because I have a heart that yearns powerfully
“Pretense” “Fear” “Facade” “Grief”
I won’t be weak enough
To be apprehended by the various negative things
I’m a trickster who doesn’t know loneliness
The groups of buildings that pierce the night sky
I look up at the sky in which stars are such are invisible
And ask myself, “Won’t I be lost?”
Things like being smeared by those who overflow in this entire city
Or being infatuated won’t happen to me
Because at the end of the road that connects to tomorrow
I want to see something that’ll grab onto my hand
I close my eyes and it surfaces in my sea of consciousness
The moment when I’ll get the ideal that I’d pictured
To merely be accepted by this world and rot away
For as long as you “live” is equal to being stupid
Go toward that which no one else can have-
The crystal known as “my oneself”
Piercing through the whitewash
Will turn into the fact someday
I want to keep believing in it stubbornly
It’s just my faith. The absolute truth.
A momentary sparkle twinkles within the flowing time
I’m a Believer who can keep walking so to engrave into this world’s memories
Un abrazo para todos los soñadores!!!
Se acuerdan del chocolate de hace un rato??? ha llegado solo, mi viejo me lo trajo intempestivamente ^^
Vi los tres primeros de Death Note. Está bueno pero no como para convertirse en mi favorito. Un dato: no caché cómo se llama el ending pero la letra es muy bella. Está pintada para Lyra!!! ah, ya encontré la traducción de la lyric y su nombre. Se la dedico a Lyra principalmente pero sé que más de los que me leen se sentirán identificados también
Alumina
Vocals: Nightmare
A momentary sparkle twinkles within the flowing time
I’m a Believer who can keep walking so to engrave into this world’s memories
I had a dream that no one else could have
And I threw away everything that I didn’t need
Thoughts that I can’t surrender dwell in my chest
Even if I’m still in the rift between reality and ideals
And my feet are bound by shackles of sacrifice
My overflowing impulse isn’t fully repressed
Because I have a heart that yearns powerfully
“Pretense” “Fear” “Facade” “Grief”
I won’t be weak enough
To be apprehended by the various negative things
I’m a trickster who doesn’t know loneliness
The groups of buildings that pierce the night sky
I look up at the sky in which stars are such are invisible
And ask myself, “Won’t I be lost?”
Things like being smeared by those who overflow in this entire city
Or being infatuated won’t happen to me
Because at the end of the road that connects to tomorrow
I want to see something that’ll grab onto my hand
I close my eyes and it surfaces in my sea of consciousness
The moment when I’ll get the ideal that I’d pictured
To merely be accepted by this world and rot away
For as long as you “live” is equal to being stupid
Go toward that which no one else can have-
The crystal known as “my oneself”
Piercing through the whitewash
Will turn into the fact someday
I want to keep believing in it stubbornly
It’s just my faith. The absolute truth.
A momentary sparkle twinkles within the flowing time
I’m a Believer who can keep walking so to engrave into this world’s memories
Un abrazo para todos los soñadores!!!