polyserena

Romaji:
yami kara yami e to inochi wo sabaku shogyou wa sore ki no gotoku
jisei no muki ni wa kore aragaenu sumi ni somaru yo no sadame ka na

nadamete sukashite tamoto wo harau oyashirazu yo koshirazu yo
tsurami mo tsumami mo soujite sarau mujihi naru tanagokoro ni katte ureshii hana ichi monme

musuu ni saku hi no tsukasa kururi odoru
sakebi koe wa kami e todokazu
ki no fushi no you ni nagare nagarete yuku
sono munen saemo sono itami sae mo

wake nado wakarazu obi wo mukarete naburare moteasobaretemo
a~re yo are yo to mitsu wa aburete kakumo fubin na ai wo tarasu

ano ko ga hoshii, ano ko ga hoshii
Aa... kuyashikana kuchioshiya aa... kuruuoshiya satemo

ka no musuu ni saku hi no tsukasa kururi odoru
sakebi koe wa kami e todokazu
ki no fushi no you ni nagare nagarete yuku
sono munen sae mo sono itami sae mo

ano ko ga hoshii, ano ko ga hoshii
sono ko ga hoshii, sono ko ga hoshii
aa... kuyashikana kuchioshiya aa... kuruuoshiya sate mo

aware hana wa chiru maiougi harari ochiru
mou aegi koe wa yorokobi ni kawarazu
ki no fushi no you ni nagare nagarete yuku sono omoi sae mo

amaneku omou wa utsuri usurete yuku
ano munen sae mo
ano itami sae mo
ano urami sae mo


ROUGH translation:
To come from the shadows and sell life into darkness is a demonic act
It might just be the fate of this ink-dyed world that can't resist the tendencies of its time

Soothing and coaxing, purify the area Foolishness of adults, foolishness of children
A pinch of bitterness generally carried away in the palm of the hand that becomes merciless
Happy to have won, hana ichi monme*

The countlessly blooming crimson officials turn and dance
The screaming voices do not reach God
Like the passage of seasons, flowing, felled
Without the least regret, without the least grief

Obi peeled without reasoning or comprehension Tormented and played with
"Like tha~t, like that" the nectar brims over Seducing such pitiful affection

I want that girl I want that girl
Ahh... it's regrettable, it's vexing, ahh... it's maddening Well now then

The evil, countlessly blooming crimson officials turn and dance
The screaming voices cannot reach God
Like the passage of seasons, flowing, felling
Without the least regret Without the least grief

I want that girl I want that girl
I want this girl I want this girl
Ahh... it's regrettable, it's vexing Ahh... it's maddening So well then

Pitifully, peonies fall, the dancer's fan gently drops
The gasping voices still don't turn joyful
Like the passage of seasons, flowing, felling
Without the least sentiment

The widely-held belief fades with the passage of time
Without the least regret
Without the least grief
Without the least bitterness

This song was used for the last level of the second Ouendan game, so my first encounter with it was hearing a cut down version hundreds of times while I spent weeks obsessively working up to a point I could beat the level. It took me until this year to translate it and realise that I actually love the lyrics as well as the song itself.

( 世界はそれを愛とよぶんだぜ )
( Sekai wa sore o ai to yobundaze )
( That's what the world calls love )

So last night I had this awesome dream that Miyavi came to Perth for some reason and I met him.

( OH WAIT NO that totally happened )

Ways of contacting me! Because depending on your usual default way of trying to contact people I might appear distant and hard to get ahold of or you might be wondering why I even feel this post might be helpful because I'm clearly around so much.

The best, easiest, usually fastest way to get ahold of me is email! My email address is the same as my LJ username at gmail. Commenting on my LJ or PMing me on twitter is the same as emailing me, I get notifications for both. I also get notifications for facebook but depending on my feelings on facebook and ability to remember my password I might not actually get around to replying even though I'll read it.

In terms of chat programs I'm almost always on gtalk although the status may be a lie. If you email me I can haul myself over to MSN but it's too clunky for me to like using all the time these days compared to gtalk.

I am better about my phone than I used to be! But I still might not look at it for a day or week on end so try email first. I also usually have my phone on silent so messaging me is probably a better bet than trying to actually call. I usually have my phone on me and charged and try to check it at least once or twice a day during term time, but during the holidays all bets are off. Seriously, email is probably better.

Home phone is... you'll probably have to leave a message and I don't check the messages so I'll only find out you left a message when my mother checks the messages. May or may not be more reliable than my mobile phone but on the other hand the response you get is probably going to be email/SMS anyway so you might as well use one of those methods.

One day I might update about Life Things but mostly I am kind of just using twitter for that.

:)

Don't give me nice things, I'll just fucking lose them.

I'm leaving for Japan tonight! In case anyone didn't know. I'm there for six weeks, arriving home on the 24th of February.

Anyway, since last time I went I didn't use my travel LJ nearly as much as I should have, this time I've decided to try Twitter instead. I figure I have more chance of doing lots of little updates than enough big ones. Soo bear with me as I figure out how it all works, and you can follow me at Polysymphonic. And let me know if you're on it cause I guess I might as well follow all of you too :P

And while I'm posting, they're making an animated version of Storm and it looks like it's going to be brilliant.

FUCK YEAH I AM AWESOME

I got my thesis marks back.

:D :D :D :D

い　ふぃにしぇｄ　ｍｙ　ぢっせｒたちおｎ　もｓｔｌｙ　ぶｔ　のｗ　い　はヴぇ　と　ｗりて　あ　じゃぱねせ　ｐれせんたちおｎ　ふぉｒ　うぇｄねｓだｙ　あんｄ　いｔ’ｓ　れあｌｌｙ　いっりたちおんｇ　そ　い’ｍ　うぃにんｇ　へれ　ぶｔ　ぃけ　てぃせ　しんせ　い　はヴぇ　いｔ　せｔ　と　ｔｙぺ　いｎ　ひらかな　あｎｙわｙ　あんｄ　いｔ’ｓ　ぽいんｔぇｓｓ　うぃにんｇ　そ　いｔｓ　おかｙ　いｆ　の　おね　かｎ　べ　ぼてぇれｄ　と　れあｄ　いｔ。てぇ　ねｘｔ　とぉ　うぇえｋｓ　あれ　のｔ　ごいんｇ　と　べ　ふｎ　あｔ　あｌｌ　あんｄ　えヴぇｎ　あｆてｒ　てゃｔ　い　ｓちｌｌ　はヴぇ　てぃんｇｓ　づえ　そ　い　あｍ　きんだ　ｓｔれっせｄ。　ぶｔ　いｔ　うぃｌｌ　あｌｌ　べおヴぇｒ　そおｎ　い　ぐえｓｓ　あんｄ　うぃｔｈ　てぇ　あもうんｔ　おｆ　こっれｃちおんｓ　ｍｙ　すぺｒヴぃそｒ　はｓ　せんｔ　め　い　しょうｌｄ　あｔ　ぇあｓｔ　ど　おかｙ　おん　てぇ　ｔらんｓぁちおｎ　せｃちおｎ　おｆ　ｍｙ　てぇしｓ。　

うぇｌｌ、　ばｃｋ　と　ｗりちんｇ　ｍｙ　ｐれせんたちおん。　

If anyone on my flist wants something to point people to when those people say that Roman Polanski should be released (I'm going to give you all the benefit of the doubt that none of you believes that yourselves), go here. It has excerpts from the girl's testimony. It's graphic and it pulls no punches about what happened.

Maybe I'll update about my life one day! It's been going pretty good aside from the day of doom and thesis being due approaching faster than I'd like.