duminică, 30 martie 2008

Sakura Uta

Sakura no hana wa Itsu hiraku
Yama no osato ni Itsu hiraku
Sakura no hana wa Itsu niou
Warau nana no ko Asobu koro
Sakura no hana wa Itsu odoru
Utau nana no ko Nemuru koro
Sakura no hana wa Itsu kuchiru
Shinda nana no ko Noboru koro.

When will the sakura flowers bloom?
They bloom when they are in their mountain homes
When will the sakura flowers smell fragrant?
When the laughing seven-year-old child plays
When will the sakura flowers dance?
When the singing seven-year-old child sleeps
When will the sakura flowers wilt?
When the dead seven-year-old child ascends

Si ce daca?

Mda... Plang prea des, plang prea usor, plang din orice... Si ce daca? Sunt persoana care a plans la Ice Age 1, pentru ca mi se parea prea dramatica scena cand Sid povesteste cum familia lui l-a legat de copac in timp ce dormea, si a migrat fara el... Am plans si cand am iesit din sala de cinema, dupa ce am vazut Lord of the Rings: The return of the King, dar nu pentru ca m-a emotionat filmul ci pentru ca 3 ani am fost la cinema cu sora mea, si am asteptat fiecare parte a trilogiei, si in ziua respectiva mi-am dat seama ca nu mai aveam ce sa astept... Am plans la comedii stupide care ar fi trebuit sa ma amuze dar m-au facut sa-mi dea lacrimile... Chiar alaltaseara am plans cand s-a terminat un serial pe care il urmaream. Am plans la documentare despre animale, si de fiecare data blestemam pe cei care au chinuit vreodata vreo fiinta fara aparare si pe europenii increzuti care au reusit sa distruga zeci de traditii doar prin faptul ca au vrut sa introduca crestinismul in tarile respective... Plang des... Dar plang cu un scop... Altfel nu as avea cum sa ma descarc... Altfel as fi tot timpul deprimata si m-as invarti intr-un labirint intunecat... Plang si-mi curat sufletul si mintea... Plang pentru lucruri care merita, plang pentru lucruri care sunt nesimnificative dar pentru mine reprezinta ceva. Plang pentru mine... Si ce daca?

sâmbătă, 1 martie 2008

FLIGHT OF THE CONCORDS - I'M NOT CRYING


So, you’re leaving, aren’t you?
I knew it when you said just then when you told me you were leaving
That’s when I definitely knew
But if you’re trying to break my heart
Your plan is flawed from the start
You can’t break my heart, it’s liquid
It melted when I met you
And as you turn around to leaveDon’t’ turn back to me
Don’t turn around and see if I’m crying
I’m not crying
I’m not crying
It’s just been rainingon my face
And if you think you see some tear tracks down my cheeks
Please.
Pleasee, don’t tell my mates
I’m not crying
No, I’m not crying
And if I am crying
It’s not because of you
It’s because I’m thinking about a friend of mine who you don’t know who is dying
That’s right, dying
These aren’t tears of sadness because you’re leaving me
I’ve just been cutting onions
I’m making a lasagna
For one
Oh, I’m not crying
No
There’s just a little bit of dust in my eye
That’s from the path that you made when you said your goodbye
I’m not weeping because you won’t be here to hold my hand
For your information there’s an inflammation in my tear gland
I’m not upset because you left me this way
My eyes are just a little sweaty today
They’ve been looking around
They’re like searching for you
They’ve been looking for you
Even though I told them not to
These aren’t tears of sadness
They’re tears of joy
I’m just laughing
Ha ha ha-ha ha
I'm sitting at this table called love
Staring down at the irony of life
How come we’ve reached this fork in the road
And yet it cuts like a knife?
I’m not crying
I’m not crying
I’m not cry-y-y-y--y-y-y-y-ing