Tuesday, January 17, 2006

What Kind Of Words We Do With Time Velvet Eden

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Cold Sleep [Sleep cold]

Translation: Közi Sakurai

Rotten ... I will give you color. ... Rotten bury you. Putrid ... I'll give you a flower. Putrid ... so do not come back.

well ... started? Now in the final scene.

With what was once a voice ... call me by my name. With what were once heard ... heard the lies.

immersed in a bed of fallen leaves. Even the flowers must flocerer

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Feeding Corn Snakes, When To Change To Pinkies

Raphael-Madogiwa no yume (dream by the window)

Translation: Közi Sakurai

wish you could take my attention, so I looked at you from a distance.

wish you could know my heart, so I laid my eyes on you, C

Friday, January 13, 2006

My Goldfish Has A Stone Stuck In His Mouth

Deadman-this day, this rain [This day, this rain]

Translation: Közi Sakurai

This day, that day, the sound of your breath

This day, that day, that last kiss frozen

never forget C

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Gay Crusing India Goa

us dreams when they face the end of everything ... know I do not want to close my eyes still looking into the distance in search of expectations. Promises disappointments during your final hours ... How could I be so heartless as to exponértelas?
But your tears they told me understand
is just can not forget this cruel world
you're sick of it hurry up and leave all these sufferings
returns to the starting point of life
nobody hurt your weak and fragile soul go to the destination of eternal happiness
not stay.




Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Pregnancytoo Late For Down Syndrome Test

C

angelic blue sea, you can see this other world. I know the meaning of "truth" that exists in "time."

myself think about the future again. I never forget the meaning of a dream.

angelic blue sea, I know another world, steps from a new "life."

angelic blue sea, you can see this other world. I am sweet, warm hands pressed my back.

This is not a dream, I want to tell on this pure landscape.

The dream ends, as if the "morning"Were the decadent reality.

Awakening from the" death "of guilt, now I ... A distance of a new life, I pray.