as i said, life is life
so my [flavor of life] was ultimately returned in a most unfortunate way.
*** yo bailo / porno graffiti (lyrics by haruichi shindo)
humans are all pitiful stars, they all glimmer but then shoot down
they know they will burn up, yet they wanted someone to notice them
on the night that the single rose stabbing the chest turns into a red lizard
the heart accustomed to loneliness is found by the cold, wet tongue
not worth dancing up on center stage...
i know what my part is
the love that you made me realize is growing without you
before it blooms a flower of sadness, i want the small bud plucked away
lit up by the bonfire floating in the shadows, yo bailo, yo bailo
even then, the night is kind because it pretends to look the other way
the reason it dropped a hairpin made of silver...
is it a replacement for a blade to pierce through this chest?
with a half-broken pen, a small alteration to the story
i tried to make one, and i ended up with a lopsided comedy
what do people use to measure the vastness of space?
what kind of words will i use to portray these feeligns?
i can't draw out in detail how i stand next to you
what i entwined to prevent myself from straying away were not fingers but anxiety
the love that you made me realize is growing without you
before it blooms a flower of sadness, i want the small bud plucked away
lit up by the bonfire floating in the shadows, yo bailo, yo bailo
even then, the night is kind because it pretends to look the other way
and so i was forced to make a tough decision. the decision i chose was
*** rose / yaen (lyrics by yasushi akimoto)
you were staring at me with rose-like eyes
petals wet with rain, as if it was about to overflow
if i uttered one word, i'm sure you will start to cry
if i could, i wanted to stay like this for one more second
there is a place closer to the sun than me
i can't hoard your future only with my love
rose, embrace it, and with a squeeze not let go
so much that you can't even breathe
right now, i will make my arms memorize everything about you
rose, embrace it, and never forget it
a frail back, and its sadness
the pain in this heart, i'm sure, is because of the thorns of love
(rose end love)
the weight entrusted on my shoulders alone reproach me
we love each other so much, yet we have to break up?
i'm sure a flower more beautiful than the one now will bloom
i feel jealousy towards your final lover
rose, if the two lips are place upon each other, it would make it more lonely
so we'll just brush cheeks together, and refrain from kissing
rose, i'm sure i'll remember the lips... you are so close to me
these tears of mine will someday all dry up
you are, in my heart
a dried flower that blooms forever
that tenderness that never fades away
swaying in the wind
rose, embrace it, and with a squeeze not let go
so much that you can't even breathe
right now, i will make my arms memorize everything about you
rose, embrace it, and never forget it
a frail back, and its sadness
the pain in this heart, i'm sure, is because of the thorns of love
(rose end love)
and so i'm kinda bummed about it. and when i'm bummed i listen to a lot of porno graffiti or mr. children.... and i found a new theme song to live by.
funny how mr.children just sinks home for me so often...
*** see-saw game - yuukan na koi no uta (a song about brave love) - / mr.children (lyrics by kazutoshi sakurai)
you, the anti-social one, laughted.... with such a simple thing
i finally realized what that crutial thing was
to that guy that was in your confidential story, the one who you gave your purity to
i know it's childish of me, but i felt jealous
hey, i'm challenging here with life-sized affection here
but the world talks of dim topics
romance is, in a way, a see-saw game of ego versus ego
ah... at any given time, you only have a abstract reaction
my friends' reviews are so-so, but she's so cute!
ah... it's tough to just wait for your turn
a song about brave love
taking the inferiority complex against you, you always are so selfish
but the maternal instincts you hide are amazing
hey, let me "go" with a breath that sounds like adolescent voice-changing
turn into a wild animal
ah... ah... no matter how many times you taste the hardships of romance
ah... it's amazing how people fall in love again
think also on the mischief that fate brings
ah... i'd like to step up by focusing in on the target
i just go to sleep wishing for such a thing
from the days of adam and eve
ah... our blood has been flowing down
mm... charmed by the mysteries of love
ah... we wander into the labyrinth of romance
(see-saw game) everyone in the world
(see-saw game) are lifeforms with a deep greed
(see-saw game) a game of life that repeats mistakes
see-saw game
romance is, in a way, a see-saw game of ego versus ego
ah... you get all worked up again, and show no reaction
no matter how many times you taste the bitterness of romance
ah.. i'm falling into love again so much that it's frightening
especially at times that i get disgusted with, she's so cute!
ah... just like you wanted, upside down
i want to love like a brave warrior
fu...
and so my "everyday" life has returned.... maybe.
*** yo bailo / porno graffiti (lyrics by haruichi shindo)
humans are all pitiful stars, they all glimmer but then shoot down
they know they will burn up, yet they wanted someone to notice them
on the night that the single rose stabbing the chest turns into a red lizard
the heart accustomed to loneliness is found by the cold, wet tongue
not worth dancing up on center stage...
i know what my part is
the love that you made me realize is growing without you
before it blooms a flower of sadness, i want the small bud plucked away
lit up by the bonfire floating in the shadows, yo bailo, yo bailo
even then, the night is kind because it pretends to look the other way
the reason it dropped a hairpin made of silver...
is it a replacement for a blade to pierce through this chest?
with a half-broken pen, a small alteration to the story
i tried to make one, and i ended up with a lopsided comedy
what do people use to measure the vastness of space?
what kind of words will i use to portray these feeligns?
i can't draw out in detail how i stand next to you
what i entwined to prevent myself from straying away were not fingers but anxiety
the love that you made me realize is growing without you
before it blooms a flower of sadness, i want the small bud plucked away
lit up by the bonfire floating in the shadows, yo bailo, yo bailo
even then, the night is kind because it pretends to look the other way
and so i was forced to make a tough decision. the decision i chose was
*** rose / yaen (lyrics by yasushi akimoto)
you were staring at me with rose-like eyes
petals wet with rain, as if it was about to overflow
if i uttered one word, i'm sure you will start to cry
if i could, i wanted to stay like this for one more second
there is a place closer to the sun than me
i can't hoard your future only with my love
rose, embrace it, and with a squeeze not let go
so much that you can't even breathe
right now, i will make my arms memorize everything about you
rose, embrace it, and never forget it
a frail back, and its sadness
the pain in this heart, i'm sure, is because of the thorns of love
(rose end love)
the weight entrusted on my shoulders alone reproach me
we love each other so much, yet we have to break up?
i'm sure a flower more beautiful than the one now will bloom
i feel jealousy towards your final lover
rose, if the two lips are place upon each other, it would make it more lonely
so we'll just brush cheeks together, and refrain from kissing
rose, i'm sure i'll remember the lips... you are so close to me
these tears of mine will someday all dry up
you are, in my heart
a dried flower that blooms forever
that tenderness that never fades away
swaying in the wind
rose, embrace it, and with a squeeze not let go
so much that you can't even breathe
right now, i will make my arms memorize everything about you
rose, embrace it, and never forget it
a frail back, and its sadness
the pain in this heart, i'm sure, is because of the thorns of love
(rose end love)
and so i'm kinda bummed about it. and when i'm bummed i listen to a lot of porno graffiti or mr. children.... and i found a new theme song to live by.
funny how mr.children just sinks home for me so often...
*** see-saw game - yuukan na koi no uta (a song about brave love) - / mr.children (lyrics by kazutoshi sakurai)
you, the anti-social one, laughted.... with such a simple thing
i finally realized what that crutial thing was
to that guy that was in your confidential story, the one who you gave your purity to
i know it's childish of me, but i felt jealous
hey, i'm challenging here with life-sized affection here
but the world talks of dim topics
romance is, in a way, a see-saw game of ego versus ego
ah... at any given time, you only have a abstract reaction
my friends' reviews are so-so, but she's so cute!
ah... it's tough to just wait for your turn
a song about brave love
taking the inferiority complex against you, you always are so selfish
but the maternal instincts you hide are amazing
hey, let me "go" with a breath that sounds like adolescent voice-changing
turn into a wild animal
ah... ah... no matter how many times you taste the hardships of romance
ah... it's amazing how people fall in love again
think also on the mischief that fate brings
ah... i'd like to step up by focusing in on the target
i just go to sleep wishing for such a thing
from the days of adam and eve
ah... our blood has been flowing down
mm... charmed by the mysteries of love
ah... we wander into the labyrinth of romance
(see-saw game) everyone in the world
(see-saw game) are lifeforms with a deep greed
(see-saw game) a game of life that repeats mistakes
see-saw game
romance is, in a way, a see-saw game of ego versus ego
ah... you get all worked up again, and show no reaction
no matter how many times you taste the bitterness of romance
ah.. i'm falling into love again so much that it's frightening
especially at times that i get disgusted with, she's so cute!
ah... just like you wanted, upside down
i want to love like a brave warrior
fu...
and so my "everyday" life has returned.... maybe.