Otsuka Ai - Planetarium (プラネタリウム) Translation
The moonlight evening shows it's face, and the voices of the children disappear
Somewhere far far off in the sky, you're probably out there
We snuck away into the end of the summer, and we found this park
Do remember what that constellation was?
Even if we can't be together, I want to follow my memories, and see the same happiness as you do
The fireworks burst in a flush, together with that scent
I want to go to where you are, I want to run off right now
You can't see anything in the pitch darkness, it's alright to be scared
The starry sky with countless amounts of stars is always going to be right here, even now
I won't cry, because a long time ago, I saw a beautiful sky with you
The sound of shoes echoing out on that road is still left in my ears
Staring at my large shadow, I wonder if you still think about me
Even though they shouldn't have changed at all, sad feelings swell in me
No matter what I feel, you're not here anymore
I want to go to your side, even if just for a little while
I love you most of all, it's stayed a strong feeling
I tried silently wishing on a shooting star
But I won't cry, the wish will go through, into the beautiful sky
Even if we can't be together, I want to follow my memories, and see the same happiness as you do
The fireworks burst in a flush, together with that scent
I want to go to where you are, clenching my small hands
I want to cry, it was such a beautiful sky
I tried silently wishing on a shooting star
But I won't cry, the wish will go through, into the beautiful sky... [edit]Last edit by jassu on Wednesday 18 Aug, 2010 at 18:18 +0.7%[/edit]
Showing posts with label feelings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feelings. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Monday, April 29, 2013
doppelgänger
this is the one of the many places i can escape to,
i guess?
other than the beautiful RWS, i'm not that rich for such extravagant escapades that i'd to make do with this.
monday swept by,
yet another monday again,
everyday, i silently pray for a quiet day out at the sea,
where everything passes by smoothly,
quietly...
peacefully...
***
we said goodbye,
we had our fare of fun,
but in life, everyone have to serve their time.
when it's time to go,
we look back, days at the sun,
thick and thin, we went through it all,
in our little Singapore.
there u guys went,
i felt... quiet...
maybe it's all whom that matters which kept Ronnie alive in PAD.
yes, i'd got some persona issues D:
and it's pretty bad.
but i hate to admit it but i really enjoy the me in camp,
days that i just want to be a jackass.
a prick, a chee bye kia.
maybe it's all the people that's keeping him alive,
people who pushes me to just go out there, throw off that reserve shell and enjoy my time around.
we always live as one,
so what happens if one of us dies..?
-doppelganger
i guess?
other than the beautiful RWS, i'm not that rich for such extravagant escapades that i'd to make do with this.
monday swept by,
yet another monday again,
everyday, i silently pray for a quiet day out at the sea,
where everything passes by smoothly,
quietly...
peacefully...
***
we said goodbye,
we had our fare of fun,
but in life, everyone have to serve their time.
when it's time to go,
we look back, days at the sun,
thick and thin, we went through it all,
in our little Singapore.
there u guys went,
i felt... quiet...
maybe it's all whom that matters which kept Ronnie alive in PAD.
yes, i'd got some persona issues D:
and it's pretty bad.
but i hate to admit it but i really enjoy the me in camp,
days that i just want to be a jackass.
a prick, a chee bye kia.
maybe it's all the people that's keeping him alive,
people who pushes me to just go out there, throw off that reserve shell and enjoy my time around.
we always live as one,
so what happens if one of us dies..?
-doppelganger
Saturday, February 9, 2013
lost
maybe we'd both lost it already.
i'd lost it already, definitely.
i'd lost the girl who love me the most,
lost the girl who care for me,
i'd lost it all.
you're different,
and i lost the old you.
i miss the old you.
and you have gone and would never come back.
i'd lost it already, definitely.
i'd lost the girl who love me the most,
lost the girl who care for me,
i'd lost it all.
you're different,
and i lost the old you.
i miss the old you.
and you have gone and would never come back.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Goodbye
Monday.
Alittle different from the routine monday. But well, it's a bad thing that pushes routine out of monday, so I'm not really looking forward to it..
***
Because of what happened yesterday, I applied urgent OL. Have to go over to malaysia, for a day. Even though I would very much go for two. Sigh, medical appointment tomorrow..
***
Our car reached the church. It looked different from what I expected. Nothing grand, just a huge piece of land with a few scattered buildings, some house. Library, class room and a kindergarden. And there at the service hall holds the funeral..
It's not boring, certainly doesn't. Instead.. I felt a tinge of coziness in here. Relatives, families. We'd all gotten so much into our routine so much that we only get to see each other either on the happiest occasion, or the saddest one..
***
After we came back, lights at the hall came to life, the empty chairs were filled, we sat right at the back, someone even pass a memorial service book to me. We went through speeches, gospels, and I stared at the book as the priest drones on.
How many service has this book been through? I moved my fingers along the edge of the book.. Feeling it as if I could felt the countless sorrows held by the many people who'd been through. Now it's my turn.. I stared at the casket, analyzing it's height and width, I could imagine my aunt lying in there...
***
It's over. Everything.. We stood by the side, chattering awake, making small jokes.
***
I'd never seen a dead person before, never ever. And it's my first time today. My first time ever. And I swear.. I walked over slowly, after everyone'd left, together with my mum and brother. Hands over my mum's shoulder while clutching tightly onto my brother's arm. There I walked slowly.. And there I saw my aunt..
She looked.. Inanimate, cold, quiet, peaceful. I couldn't recognize her. Maybe I can't even accept it as my brain keeps telling me it's a wax figure, or it looked like one due to the make ups. I saw her, once, I stared really hard at my aunt, whose eyes are shut, hands on her chest. I waited, blink and stared again. I don't know what am I waiting for. A miracle? I don't know. It's like I'm waiting for her to move, I stared at her face, waiting to catch the slightest bit of movement.. But.. No.. She's not going to move..
It's like she in a deep sleep.. And I left her be..
***
11pm and I'm on my way back. Though it'd only been 6 short hours, I felt tired.. Mentally tired.. I still cannot accept it, I can't look at her children in their face, telling them everything will be alright. How could I when we all know that things will never be the same again?
***
Alittle different from the routine monday. But well, it's a bad thing that pushes routine out of monday, so I'm not really looking forward to it..
***
Because of what happened yesterday, I applied urgent OL. Have to go over to malaysia, for a day. Even though I would very much go for two. Sigh, medical appointment tomorrow..
***
Our car reached the church. It looked different from what I expected. Nothing grand, just a huge piece of land with a few scattered buildings, some house. Library, class room and a kindergarden. And there at the service hall holds the funeral..
It's not boring, certainly doesn't. Instead.. I felt a tinge of coziness in here. Relatives, families. We'd all gotten so much into our routine so much that we only get to see each other either on the happiest occasion, or the saddest one..
***
After we came back, lights at the hall came to life, the empty chairs were filled, we sat right at the back, someone even pass a memorial service book to me. We went through speeches, gospels, and I stared at the book as the priest drones on.
How many service has this book been through? I moved my fingers along the edge of the book.. Feeling it as if I could felt the countless sorrows held by the many people who'd been through. Now it's my turn.. I stared at the casket, analyzing it's height and width, I could imagine my aunt lying in there...
***
It's over. Everything.. We stood by the side, chattering awake, making small jokes.
***
I'd never seen a dead person before, never ever. And it's my first time today. My first time ever. And I swear.. I walked over slowly, after everyone'd left, together with my mum and brother. Hands over my mum's shoulder while clutching tightly onto my brother's arm. There I walked slowly.. And there I saw my aunt..
She looked.. Inanimate, cold, quiet, peaceful. I couldn't recognize her. Maybe I can't even accept it as my brain keeps telling me it's a wax figure, or it looked like one due to the make ups. I saw her, once, I stared really hard at my aunt, whose eyes are shut, hands on her chest. I waited, blink and stared again. I don't know what am I waiting for. A miracle? I don't know. It's like I'm waiting for her to move, I stared at her face, waiting to catch the slightest bit of movement.. But.. No.. She's not going to move..
It's like she in a deep sleep.. And I left her be..
***
11pm and I'm on my way back. Though it'd only been 6 short hours, I felt tired.. Mentally tired.. I still cannot accept it, I can't look at her children in their face, telling them everything will be alright. How could I when we all know that things will never be the same again?
***
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Taken
Off you go,
Taken, and gone with the wind.
Your soul, floated up to the heavens,
For all the good you did,
Never did we expect it comes so suddenly,
Jaded, faded, you go,
Peacefully to the town of gold,
Living in his arms eternally.
May you find peace, amongst the quietest city,
Where the rustling leaves blow
You smile, free from pain,
Free from all, problems ceased.
Rest in peace
...
Today is a weird day.
Strangely, I feel this surge of energy.
Did I purged that out to counter the news?
That.. I never know.
but I did enjoy myself, with a tinge of emptiness.
The news didn't come so suddenly, expected, but.. Alittle too soon..
Motivated, been motivating myself.
Work or not, I wanna live my life, run with the winds, do what I like. Ogling at babes. spend on what I like.. For life's too short for regrets.
Planned an artsy Sunday with ernest, and I invited aaron as well.
Remembered when I talked about me wanted to find back some lost connection?
Well, this social link, I call them yappa and nesty. yes, stupid nicknames :P
---
Head over to chinatown with yappa first before nest join us @ sam.
Nice, had a meal of mac and also some random fan meeting w/ the cast of ah boys to men.
It's random, but it's nice seeing tosh and his crew rocking the crowd at china town.
Smart move director neo :P definitely.
Oh, why china town? Because we use to go there often.
Fans of toys, fingurines, and lots of random stuff. Sunday is when the floors of china town square comes alive, coughing up a small community of fans and nerds alike.
It's a nice little community, weapon collectors, anime fans, card traders u can find them all.
There's a little jack of all trades in me, hence this trip.
---
Met Ernest later and there we go, exploring and playing with visual arts. I can never describe how I like interacting with them. I'm not a fan of photo taking, but trust me, I become a totally different person once I step into an art musuem, ideas starts brimming, humour, cliche, and a whole lot of unexpected shit that the little artsy blood starts flowing thru my brains throwing in random ideas.
We ended the day with a foot long subway and an impromtu movie session.
Hansel and Gretel: witch hunters.
It's okay.
But spend most of the time with my eyes glued to Gemma Arterton gosh how can hansel stand such a hot sister? :P
Literally drooling all over the cinema floor when the credits starts rolling. And aye, it's a soso movie, light laugh, predictable, pretty much? Ruthless witch brawling and well I'll give it a 6/10.
And there we go, home (:
Taken, and gone with the wind.
Your soul, floated up to the heavens,
For all the good you did,
Never did we expect it comes so suddenly,
Jaded, faded, you go,
Peacefully to the town of gold,
Living in his arms eternally.
May you find peace, amongst the quietest city,
Where the rustling leaves blow
You smile, free from pain,
Free from all, problems ceased.
Rest in peace
...
Today is a weird day.
Strangely, I feel this surge of energy.
Did I purged that out to counter the news?
That.. I never know.
but I did enjoy myself, with a tinge of emptiness.
The news didn't come so suddenly, expected, but.. Alittle too soon..
Motivated, been motivating myself.
Work or not, I wanna live my life, run with the winds, do what I like. Ogling at babes. spend on what I like.. For life's too short for regrets.
Planned an artsy Sunday with ernest, and I invited aaron as well.
Remembered when I talked about me wanted to find back some lost connection?
Well, this social link, I call them yappa and nesty. yes, stupid nicknames :P
---
Head over to chinatown with yappa first before nest join us @ sam.
Nice, had a meal of mac and also some random fan meeting w/ the cast of ah boys to men.
It's random, but it's nice seeing tosh and his crew rocking the crowd at china town.
Smart move director neo :P definitely.
Oh, why china town? Because we use to go there often.
Fans of toys, fingurines, and lots of random stuff. Sunday is when the floors of china town square comes alive, coughing up a small community of fans and nerds alike.
It's a nice little community, weapon collectors, anime fans, card traders u can find them all.
There's a little jack of all trades in me, hence this trip.
---
Met Ernest later and there we go, exploring and playing with visual arts. I can never describe how I like interacting with them. I'm not a fan of photo taking, but trust me, I become a totally different person once I step into an art musuem, ideas starts brimming, humour, cliche, and a whole lot of unexpected shit that the little artsy blood starts flowing thru my brains throwing in random ideas.
We ended the day with a foot long subway and an impromtu movie session.
Hansel and Gretel: witch hunters.
It's okay.
But spend most of the time with my eyes glued to Gemma Arterton gosh how can hansel stand such a hot sister? :P
Literally drooling all over the cinema floor when the credits starts rolling. And aye, it's a soso movie, light laugh, predictable, pretty much? Ruthless witch brawling and well I'll give it a 6/10.
And there we go, home (:
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