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Blessings English dub lyrics
Note: This was orgianly a Japanese VOCALOID song, and can be founds here. It is very famous, and has many, many covers online that are all amazing.
Blessings for you birthday
Blessings for you everyday
Come with me just to blazes though ‘till the very last second
With tags that seem to multiply even when torn off
And the unreansable pressure that is put apon you now
You shouldn’t judge a person by what their values are
So please don’t let those hurtful words flutter though your heart
Oh… It’s time to get up (before you turn off the lights)
Oh... it’s time to get up (Put a spring into your step!)
Hey, come and try to get a good look at this here
Do you see that wonder reflecting back at you now?
That my friend, Is the reason we’re here
Blessings for your birthday
Blessings for your everyday
Even if there seems to be no hope for
(my custom) Alice Human Sacrifice -DRAFT
Okay so the draft is done! ^_^ Remember, things will change, so the Alices don't have to worrier about anything just yet.
Alice's (in order);
:Iconmollylollie7: :iconrukakurokawa: :iconxxmewmellowxx: (no fourth Alice just yet) :iconsabaku-no-inumaru:
The first Alice arived in a checked shirt of red
Have'ng such a closed up mind she despised of Wonderland
feer-struck that she could no longer leave this hated place
She soon found herself preaching the past glory's of her land
This Alice wasn't one adored by the court
freard by the idea's that she bleed upon the land
After her capture her mind was to be wiped clean
her only writings was the plea done with the blood of those failed men
The second Alice was never a simple King or Queen
Wanting his acceptance he fled to Wonderland
draped In the purple cloak made for only the use of she
Strange Meetings [Contest Story]
No. This can't be happening. From behind a rock, I run across the well-worn dirt road, .30 cal. bullets trailing my footsteps, kicking up dust with each shot. A German soldier screams at me to stand down, but I don't say anything; I'm 'Russian' for the time being. I roll into the ditch beside the road, cradling my Dragonuv sniper rifle. A mortar flies over my head. The taste of mortar flames and lead, mixed with dirt and grass clings in the back of my throat. I glance around and my comrades- Wait. Comrades? I've been around these Russians for too long. I lick my lips, tasting more dirt. Dirt. So much dirt. My comrades fall around me. It's like a nightmare, seeing your own people shoot at you as if you were the enemy. Setting my rifle barrel up on the ridge to aim at the tank commander, I close my eyes to think back; to put the pieces together of what led to this.
“I pray you understand the severity of this mission.” my hard-nosed general growled. With 3-day-old razor stub
How IT Happened Chapter 3
Nao found it interesting to be a spirit. Around him were lots more spirits. LOTS of them. Just like him. He had the opportunity to do things he wouldn't normally do. He lingered around in his sister's bedroom, finding the cause of his death. There was a flowering bunch of crude monkshood, along with a mortar and pestle next to it. Well, there you go. That's my favorite drink-NO. While he was there, he freaked his sister out by being her reflection. He found that amusing.
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The next two weeks after he had died seemed to pass by in a few minutes to him. He watched Mitsuko try to kill herself several times. He put his hand between the rope and her neck when she tried to hang herself, kept knocking the knife out of her hand, and pulled her out of the ocean when she tried to drown herself. Dang, he thought, I guess you DO need guardian angels. He was sorry for her, but then again, he caused some of that grief, so, why worry? He answered that question in a very interesting way.
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[VOCALOID] Soleil [French translyrics]
Un dieu de la mort vint à moi, le regard empli de tristesse
"Es-tu l'élue qui me sauvera ?" J’aimerai que cette douleur cesse.
Ta douleur provient de ténèbres que tu n'as pas souhaité
Même ton apparence, s’en retrouve déformée.
La fille brillait comme le soleil, demeurant debout devant lui.
Tendant sa main vers l’être ébène, elle lui dit avec un sourire
« Tout va s’arranger, je vais effacer toutes tes peurs.
La douleur qui te ronge, je vais vite t’en délivrer.
« Maintenant sous la forme d’un oiseau, envole-toi sous ce ciel éclatant
Et si tu ne sais pas où aller, tu peux rester un peu près de moi.»
L'oiseau blanc déploya ses ailes et entravait son pas.
D’autres attendaient de se faire purifier de leurs ténèbres, et la fille tendit sa main, sans hésiter une seconde.
Une horde d’oiseaux blancs dan
VOCALOID - Love is War - French singable version
Il n'y a nulle part où aller
Dans la chaleur de cet amour
Sous des nuages sombres
Une agitation monochrome
La lumière devient ombre
Le crépuscule prend soudain de tristes couleurs
Aaah, le monde vient de se brouiller
Mais malgré tout, est ce que je vais encore t'aimer ?
Je comprends ça
Mais d'après toi que devrais-je faire ?
Que puis-je faire..? Comment puis-je faire?
J'ai agis comme ...un(e) idiot(e).
Maintenant Que tout commence...
C'est la guerre !!
De te voir partager un amour autre que le nôtre
Cet amour passionné, c'est un crime
Je vais à présent te montrer tout ce que je ressens
Ce mégaphone dans lequel J'ai essayé de crier était brisé
Peu importe combien j'me suis dépassé
Tu n'as toujours pas remarqué mes sentiments.
Aah, un ciel clair s'est couché sur tout l'horizon
Mais ça ne fonctionne pas du tout
Je n'arrivais pas à retenir mes sentiments
Que puis-je faire..? Comment p
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How IT Happened [Chapter 1]
Even thought Nakajima Naohiro was a prince, he was a pretty average guy. After graduating college with a major in teaching, he worked as a writing teacher. And he liked it much better than being a prince. He loved his students. Especially one; Nomura Mitsuko. She was his favorite student. He enjoyed going to work every day, getting to teach 8th graders.
“Good morning, my little novelists.” he cleared his throat and began cleaning the board from the day before. He glanced around the room. Good, he thought, a multiple of three. Nice. He continued, “Today, we'll be learning about explosive words. Can anyone tell me what they are?” he smiled. An arm raised.
“Aiko. What are they?” he asked, dusting chalk off of his suit coat.
“Words that create a vivid image in the reader's imagination.” the blue-haired girl replied. He beamed.
“Excellent! So, any of you, just shout out examples of 'em. I'll give you one. Scurried.” he be
The Light ft. Kikyuune Aiko [Course work]
It was 8:23 when I arrived at my apartment. Nothing seemed different, except for an uneasy feeling I had.
Why do I feel like... I'm not alone?
I relaxed in a chair from the stress of working five full days in a row. From the darkness of the other room glowed a mysterious, magenta light. It irked me. I watched it for a few seconds before it seemed to ebb from my sight. How strange.
“Aiko, it's been a while.” a deep, masculine voice sounded from the shadows. I recognized it immediately.
“Nao? I thought you were dead.” I replied, my heart pounding fast within my chest. He stepped forward. He's... Translucent. Creepy. Am I okay? Did I hit my head or something?
“Well, I am.” his eyes gleamed that same fuchsia. I shifted uncomfortably, swallowing a nervous lump in my throat.
“Then why are you in my house!?” I shrieked. Before my brain could comprehend the situation, he grabbed my shoulder, gazed straight into my eyes, and with his other hand ra
The Remarkable Journal of Captain Naohiro
September 15, 1999
Alas, I have arrived in this world! Mostly white people line the terminals in the airport. I grab my luggage and meander through the hoard of humans. As soon as I leave the building I begin walking down the sidewalk to the heart of this city known as Salt Lake. Wow. I could see a lot of tall buildings. Very interesting. It's extremely beautiful here, although not as pretty as Rio. There isn't that much smog here compared to the other cities I've been to. I can breathe fine here. I don't want to mess up any of my precious positronic matrices anyway. The grass is green just like my hair; the sun is shining. What a glorious place. It's full of Mormons but I don't mind.
What the crap? Are you writing a novel over there?
September 17, 1999
September 21, 1999
I'm not sure what I was thinking when I wrote that. It seems that the euphoria of arriving in a country that seems foreign to me has worn off. I apologize for the utter informali
Common Heroes English Translyrics
It was the first cry that rang
Dimly it sounds from the sky of tomorrow
Hey now, listen real close
And you can hear somebody’s wish
"Common", you say, "really mundane"
"Foolish", "a dream" – words, they speak only insults
Well, you still are young
So it might just be too early for you
Come, festival events in our free time
Forsaking the vessel of our demise
Our very own story
My hope is to let it reach you
Even when you're lost with no clue
Brightly lit up, now all aglow
Just keep holding on
I'm aiming for tomorrow
Side of the pain and sorrow
Is a common hero
"It's kind of beautiful, right?"
Hiding from my loneliness
Betraying lies is something that can't be forgiven
Hey, isn't it right?
Figure it out, "come on, it's me."
Treading on a narrow path
You say it is all a fake, a false, phony game
Although, that's okay
Because it's ours, because it's ours alone
Hey, shouldn't everything be all right by now?
Lurking shadows all are ordinary
Now, "face ahe
[VOCALOID] +REVERSE [french singable version] ver1
Au bout du chemin qu'est ma vie, nous voilà enfin unis
Au bout du chemin qu'est ma vie, nous sommes enfin réunis
J’erre avec mes propres sentiments
Et je pousse encore un cri
Je prépare ma réponse pour ne pas te dire « C’est impossible »
« Impossible » Ne pas te dire
« Impossible » De cette façon
« Impossible »
Il semble que je ne peux lutter
Contre cet écoulement du temps
Il me faut poursuivre ma destinée
Et je pleure, je me meurs ...
Et elle s’écoule comme ça
Et elle s’écoule comme ça
Ma vie s’écoule comme ça
S’écoule et me noie
Enterrer l’avenir c’est confronter mon propre passé
Enterrer l’avenir c’est confronter mon propre passé
Ne reste que ce présent, tracé par ma voix apeurée
Ce monde écrasant ne permettra qu’une vision faussée
C'est donc ç
The Flower Song Original Lyrics
Title: The Flower Song (花の歌 - Hana no Uta)
UTAU Original (UTAU オリジナル)
Vocals: 重音テト/キュリ/唄音ウタ (デフォ子)
(Kasane Teto & Kyuri & Utane Uta (Defoko))
Language: Japanese (日本語 - Nihongo)
Lyrics by: Aoharu (アオハル)
In the springtime,
Lots of pretty flowers
I like you.
Dandelion and Camellia
One Flower, Two Flowers
Wisteria, Plum, Orchid
Morning Glory, Violet
Cherry Blossom, Peony
Lily of the Valley, Lily
Sparkling and happy
Love does not die.
Spring is here.
In full bloom
Trying On Chaos
“So lem’me get this straight…” Castella tapped her chin. “Small children assume the role of identity-confused patients, and then wander the streets in search of treats?”
Fuu scratched her head. “Uhh…yeah. Close enough.”
“Where I come from, that’s highly illegal. Why would you send kids out at night, to knock on strangers’ doors for such a silly thing as candy? Are children around here not well-fed? Even if you were a homeless vagrant…Wouldn’t you start your search during the daytime when it’s safe? And what about regards to health? If you have no base nutrition to speak of, wouldn’t it be smart to ask for something healthy--oh, say… a salad?”
The room was silent, except for Kayu, who sighed in attempt to cushion his cousin‘s complete failure to understand the concept of Halloween. “Well, when you put it that way…”
At this point, Fuu couldn’t tak
The Love of Two Sisters
It had been forty-five minutes since she first pulled up a stool and seated herself. More than that, possibly. But now she sat slouched over the kitchen counter, her head seated firmly in her hand as she tapped her fingernails on its surface. Every once in a while, she would glance back over her shoulder and look out the window to see the sun sinking slowly over the city. When she wasn't doing that, she was staring at the clock and sighing as each second ticked by.
"Where on earth is that girl?" She mumbled in a low tone. Whether she knew it or not, her tapping hastened the more she grew impatient. "I only sent her down to the corner to get some rice and milk. Rice and Milk. How long does it take to get those two things and come back?!"
She growled. Kaori knew that when she was hungry, she got irritable. And when she was irritable, her sister often paid for it. Just as she slid her cell out of her pocket and began to dial, the apartment door swung open. Kaori j
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UTAU - Acrostic Poem
Short Story - Saburo's Mansion
A murder of crows cackled loudly as Neko, Takeshi, and Reni approached the mansion. They each shivered in the chill of late-October, and Neko drew her coat around her to preserve her body heat.
"I'm so excited," Reni giggled, her teeth chattering as the three teenagers pattered along the stone path that lead to the front door. "Saburo has never invited me over before. Have either of you been?"
"Not me," Takeshi said, shaking his head. "He better have some heat in there, though. It's so cold and cloudy, I can't even tell that it's just past noon."
Neko yawned. She had been here before, being distantly related to Saburo, and already knew what surprises lay behind the large wooden door upon which Reni was now knocking a rather rhythmic pattern. After one slow minute, the door creaked open to reveal a rather short but clean-cut boy with wide blue eyes.
"Hey guys! Come in, quick, before the cold air gets in," he said, hurrying his friends inside.
"Wahhhhhh, this place is amazing!" Reni chim
Short Story - Italian Doll
The end of June that year was hotter than any June Mei could remember. This was, however, her first June on the island. Even the short walk to the mailbox was enough to make her sweat. As she reached into her mailbox, she pulled out the few magazines and letters she had anticipated, but behind all of that was a package that took Mei by surprise. She looked it over and found that it was from her mother who was still living on the mainland. She carried it, along with her other mail, back into the house and set it upon her kitchen table.
Before she cut open the cardboard, she opened the letter that she received from her mother, hoping it would explain the package.
My beloved Mei,
As you recall, your great-grandfather passed away last month; earlier this week, your uncle and I went to help your great-grandmother clean up the house and sort through the various things in the attic that belonged to Pap's side of the family. We found a very special doll that he seemed to have been hiding up
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