Rieubanian Angel

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I'm not exactly crazy about myself like most people think, but whatever

Friday, November 03, 2006

how about this?

In Japanese:
、住むためには、迄dissappearing 、役に立たない苦痛は最後にあなたの暗闇に理解、この悲しい国家、愛物語、明かでない立場真実危なくない、今許可したそれを開く、決して一見、を過ぎた、時間来た... 結合する私を、聞く私を、感じる私の有罪、私の悲哀を
In English:
In order, to live, to you open that the pain which is not useful dissappearing and lastly understanding, this sad nation and love story, the standpoint truth which is not distinct is not dangerous in your darkness, now permits, never at first glance, it passed, time it came... my guilt which feels me who hear me who am connected,, my sorrow

to live futile pain

In English:
to live, futile pain
dissappearing,revelation,understanding,this sad nation,loves tale,stands untold,the truth is dangerous,now let it unfold,never look back,unto your dark past,the time has come... at last join me, hear me out,feel my guilt, my sorrow
In Japanese:
dissappearing 、役に立たない苦痛は最後にあなたの暗闇に理解、この悲しい国家、愛物語、明かでない立場真実危なくない、今許可したそれを開く、決して一見、を過ぎた、時間来た... 結合する私を、聞く私を、感じる私の有罪、私の悲哀を


In Japanese:
どの位まで私の最終的な嘆願の聴取を動かしたか知っていたら私の甘い精神異常できたら私に接吻しなさい彼は彼の接吻によって引き起こされる彼自身の2 つの私の中心の長円の私の唇に触れる余りにも本当の血の突進がこれによってが私のsoloution の自由および鳩である本当愛を見つけるには彼が至福の新年の回転に手にブラシをかけた唇の接吻をhushed

When it moves listening my final suit to some rank and has known high when the insanity where I am sweet it is possible, kisses to me he touches my lip of his himself two my central ellipses which are pulled up by that kiss, even excessively rush of the true blood, with this to find the truth love which is the freedom and the pigeon of my soloution, kiss of the lip where he used the brush on the hand in revolution of New Year of happiness hushed

a winter's night

In Japanese:

Sighing with the air where the winter is cool, the crow sings and as she stands, in woman everyone of the night when it waits for the song where the loss which sighs the death of their love is sad being lost, way the night when it waits for her where she does him it waited, her center in that invitation her knee to her, with her who trembles from the fact that the cool eye you have awakened with the night being the enemy night where the unlimited night which is she is large the snow which her it loves raises for that it happens, being pure, of surrounding her wind which blows the wind-swept rising which is white heavyheartedly permanently the fear Until the snow the drifting person crow it did not die, just him being and giving her where her eye has awakened the scream of the scream for ally which has made her lung freeze which hangs on and still grasps atrophies her the only victim tonight of the woman winter of the night because of scream it leaves heavyheartedly