Monday, June 06, 2005

Tell Me What The Rain Knows

I bring you a song that I have fallen in love with.

.:Tell Me What the Rain Knows:.

>>Singer: Maaya Sakamoto
>>Lyrics: Chris Mosdell
>>Music: Yoko Kanno

Tell me what the rain knows
O are these the Tears of Ages
That wash away the Wolf's Way
And leave not a trace of the day?

Tell me what the rain knows
O is this the flood of torture
That pours itself upon me?
O see how I drown in this sea

Hark, hear the howl that eats the moon alive
Your fur it is on fire
The smoke turns the whole sky raven black
And the world upon your back will crack

Where will you go
Now you've no home?

Let the rain wash away your last days

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Personally, I complain that it is simply Too Short. This is 1 minute and 44 seconds of good music, and should be treasured every millisecond of the way. WR touches the hearts of many people with songs like these, especially with Maaya Sakamoto's voice.

I have to watch Final Encounters again, to catch the details that I have missed, especially the music. And probably spend another afternoon crying my heart out. But I'm glad to know that I'm not the only one crying over the tragedy that is of Final Encounters. That four episodes are greatly treasured by all WR fans.

I think I'm a bit delusional. Maybe. Probably.

Ah... it's not fair the way that something always happens to me every holiday, especially during the June holidays and December holidays, and I have to visit the doctor. It was fungus a few years back, then parasitic warts, then now with mysterious stomach ache that gave me hell for almost a complete hour with nobody at home, and no neighbours I know around. My goodness, for a while I thought I had to send myself to the hospital or something. That's really sad. And that's why you should never always rely on other people to help you when you need help the most.

Shoots, it hurt a lot. And I'm still not entirely sure what caused it. Other types of stomach aches would go away after a while, then come back again. I'm used to those. But this one didn't want to go away, and now I know why there's the phrase "writhing in pain". Ouchies.

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