The Gazette - Taion

Taion


A 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...


Douka hidoi yumedato kotaetehoshii
Doredake sakebi modae kurushimebaii
Douka hidoi yumedato oshiete hoshii
Chigiresouna koe de nandomo sakenda


There is no hand of preparing of the disordered hair.
A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum a faint temperature is
mixed in the midwinter.


Koe wo koroshite karesouna jibu ni ikikaseteita
Ikirukoto wo miushinawanuyou
Koe wo koroshite furuete yoruwa itami ni oboreteiku
Togiresuna iki wo yurushite...



Douka hidoi yumedato kotaetehoshii
Doredake sakebi modae kurushimebaii
Douka hidoi yumedato oshietehoshii
Saigo ni mouichido dake warattemitai




Taion - engleza

A 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...


I wish you'll somehow answer me, that it's all a horrible dream.
To what extent should I shout, writhe and suffer till it's alright?
Please, I wish you'll tell me it's all a horrible dream.
With voice that seemed broken, I cried out over and over again.


There is no hand of preparing of the disordered hair.
A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum a faint temperature is
mixed in the midwinter.


Suppressing my voice and ordering my withered self to live on,
To not lose sight of the living.
Suppressing my voice, I'll remember the trembling night in pain
Forgive my uninterrupted breath...

I wish you'll somehow answer me, that it's all a horrible dream.
To what extent should I shout, writhe and suffer till it's alright?
Please, I wish you'll tell me it's all a horrible dream.
In the end, I just want to try and laugh once more

ROMANA

Cerul glaciar si luminile de pe strada distruse aer rece
Umbre necunoscute urmele pasilor dezertarii
Libertatea a disparut.

Daca se trezeste un tavan intunecat
O voce care rade se scufunda in timpan este soios .
Violenta ma rapeste.

Inteleg e imposibil.
De ce am fost ales? Cineva ar trebui sa raspunda…

Te rog raspunde-mi e un vis oribil.
Cat de mult trebuie sa strig,drept si suferinta?
Te rog spune-mi e un vis oribil.
Am strigat de multe ori si mi-am pierdut vocea.

Nu este nicio mana pentru a aranja parul dezordonat.
O voce care rade se scufunda in timpan o temperatura vaga se combina cu miezul iernii.

M-am convins, cine a avut o voce moarta si a inceput sa scrie.
Sa nu pierzi pentru a trai.
M-am inecat noaptea cand ma temeam si aveam o voce moarta.
Te rog iarta-mi respiratia moarta.

Te rog raspunde-mi e un vis oribil.
Cat de mult trebuie sa strig,drept si suferinta?
Te rog spune-mi e un vis oribil.
In sfarsit vreau sa zambesc ïar.

Ce ciudaaat

yoy ce ciudat suna in romana

Cu placinta!
De care vrei tu...

Ohoo Ruki'san il ia cu brio pe Eminescu :]]
Am citit povestea aia cu junko furuta , aii infioratoare poveste >_< .

Si mie imi plac versurile , si nu mi se par ciudate :]