Japan
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Tokyo adorned with a jewel named spring
Beauty and Fragrance is what thou bring
Sakura blossoms covering the trees
Falling on me with the soft breeze
Wearing a kimono under the Sakura rains
Tokyo adorned with a jewel named spring
Beauty and Fragrance is what thou bring
Sakura blossoms covering the trees
Falling on me with the soft breeze
Wearing a kimono under the Sakura rains
How could I ever escape from
the sun when
I find myself living where it sets
and running toward where it rises?
How am I ever supposed to hide
from the ceasless calling,
the siren's song
A poor little tanuki who has done nothing wrong has found himself trapped, but not for long. Here comes an old man, tired and frail coming over to save his tail. Now free and happy as a clam the tanuki ran up to thank the old man. "Thank you, sir
A poor little tanuki who has done nothing wronghas found himself trapped, but not for long.Here comes an old man, tired and frailcoming over to save his tail.Now free and happy as a clamthe tanuki ran up to thank the old man"Thank you, sir!
Red String
"Dona Nobis Pacem"
connecting us
"Silent Night"
love of something
"Endo no Hana"
intangible
"One way or Another"
in a choir
"Betelehemu"
we are all
Big eyes
Epic battles
Adorable outfits
Zany people
I'm filled to the gills with them
And frankly, I'm fine with that.
I'm glad to be the queen of them
Red suns rise all around me.
Seventeen eighteen year old warriors;
Starting their one way trip across the ocean.
japan, my dear, you were so beautiful
even after the craving trapped me
The sun has risenBeautiful clear blue skiesThe birds sing their songThe sleepy city comes to lifeThe daily warning soundsThen disappears foreverThe city can go on today
It started very unexpectedly
A quake that hit Japan at two forty-three
At first the earth began to moan and grumble
And then the Rising Sun sank and crumbled
The buildings were like jelly in a bowl
One, two, three are the lights
in a dark dark place they dared to go.
Go, stop.
Yes, no.
Which voice to listen to
they're so confused.
Prepare for the worst
they decided to go.
Streams of Memories
Just a feeble whisper of the wind in the serene air,
A faint hint that something enchanted was about.
Glimpsing at mountains standing strong and brave,
(poems go here) Ever since I was a young boy
My father would tell me to grow up to be a junzi
Perfect man, gentleman scholar
Cultivate myself morally
Treat others with kindness
Protect my family
In the heat of the day
Toxic waste in the air
No children out to play
No civilization anywhere
In a land that lies 6,000 miles away,
Lies a country that I wish to stay,
Morning air sparks my lungs,
people here speak in foreign tounges,
Form dusk till dawn everyday you take my breath away, from L.A to Japan let me be your man and i swear ill do all i can. F*ck the past live for the future and from here it looks nice and bright.
