The rain was falling, it was so cold Tears against the windscreen There was still snow, it was so cold And we could speak without speaking You stop the blue car at Gogome We share one last, light kiss The cherry blossom and azaleas were falling The expanse of trees burst into green You're leaving me, you're beautiful I cling and cry "don't go!" The rain was falling, it was so cold And I couldn't say a word I grit the pain like sand And turn back one last time Like Gabriel, or Michael You shine as I look You're leaving me, you're beautiful Like an archangel The rain was falling, it was so cold Tears against the windscreen There was still snow, it was so cold And I couldn't say a word
@mariananovais66375 жыл бұрын
what is the song title in eng?
@Robbie4385 жыл бұрын
@@mariananovais6637 Like an Archangel
@akasataw Жыл бұрын
めりいちゃん日記 けんさく (o^―^o)ニコ
@士魂-w6f Жыл бұрын
何回も聞くけど 悲しい歌‥ 声量は、いいと思わないが 凄く 感情が伝わってくる。
@NA-gg1bf2 жыл бұрын
冨樫の体調が心配なので 大天使の息吹きの代わりに聴きに来ました
@2008haruko13 жыл бұрын
失恋ソングなのに、このすがすがしさは一体。
@barcahide3604 жыл бұрын
名曲です。
@wasshoishoi13 жыл бұрын
歌詞も素敵✨
@Lusi23619 ай бұрын
Su voz, su voz están hermosoooooooooo no puedo están linda la quiero mucho 🥺❤
This is English translation of THE ARCHANGELICAL, the poem by Georges Bataille. This is my current interpretation. The Tomb - The monologue of a woman who is slowly dying. The Dawn - The monologue of a man, who has critically injured the woman, standing over her. The Void - The moment of her death (necrophilic interaction??) The Tomb of Louis XXX - The corpse of the woman abandoned in the wild Awaiting everybody's interpretation of the poem! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- THE ARCHANGELICAL by Georges Bataille English translation by Mark Spitzer 1. Criminal immensity cracked vase of the immensity ruin without end flabby immensity weighing me down I am limp the universe is guilty winged madness my madness rips open the immensity and the immensity rips me I am alone some blind men will read these lines in never-ending tunnels I am falling into the immensity which falls into itself it is blacker than my death the sun is black the beauty of a being is the depth of cellars a cry of the definitive night the desire of the night loves in the light the shiver which freezes it I lie and the universe affixes itself to my insane lies the immensity and I denounce the lies of each other truth dies and I cry that truth lies my sugary head worn out by fever is the suicide of truth non-love is truth and everything lies in the absence of love nothing exists which does not lie compared to non-love love is cowardly and does not love love is a parody of non-love truth a parody of the lie the universe a gay suicide in non-love the immensity falls within itself not knowing what to do in peace everything is for everyone the worlds turn majestically in their calm monotony the universe is within me as it is within itself nothing separates us anymore I bump against it in myself in the infinite calm where laws enchain it it glides toward the impossible immensely horror of a world turning in circles the object of desire is farther away the glory of man no matter how great is to desire another glory I am the world is with me pushed outside the possible I am only the laughter and the infantile night where the immensity falls I am the dead man the blind man the airless shadow like rivers in the sea in me noise and light lose themselves endlessly I am the father and the tomb of the sky the excess of darkness is the flash of the star the cold of the grave is a die rolled by death and the depths of the heavens jubilate for the night which falls within me. 2. Time oppresses me I fall and I slide on my knees my hands feel the night farewell streams of light all that remains for me is the shadow the dregs the blood I await the strike of the bell where screaming I entered the shadow. 3. A long bare foot upon my mouth a long foot against the heart you are my thirst my fever foot of whisky foot of wine foot mad to smash oh my horse-whip my pain very high heel smashing me I cry from not dying oh thirst unquenchable thirst inescapable desert sudden gust of death in which I scream blind on both knees eye-sockets empty corridor where I laugh at an insane night corridor where I laugh in the slamming of doors where I worship an arrow and I burst in sobs the trumpet blast of death bellows in my ear. 4. Beyond my death one day the earth spins in the sky I am dead and the darkness alternates forever with the day the universe is shut to me within it I remain blind bound to nothingness the nothingness is only myself the universe is only my grave the sun is only death my eyes are blind lightning my heart is the sky bursting with storm in myself at the bottom of an abyss the immense universe is death I am the fever the desire I am the thirst and the joy taking off your dress and the wine making you laugh from not being dressed anymore in a bowl of gin a night of festivity stars falling from the sky I guzzle down lightning in great gulps I will burst with laughter lightning in my heart. Spit the blood it is the dew the saber by which I will die from the edge of the well look the starry sky has the transparency of tears I find you in the star I find you in death you are the frost of my mouth you smell like a dead woman your breasts open like a coffin and laugh at me from the beyond your two long thighs rave crazily your belly is as naked as a wail of death you are beautiful like fear you are mad like a dead woman the unhappiness in unnameable the heart is a grimace what curdles in the milk is the mad laughter of death a star has risen you are I am the void a star has risen as painful as the heart gleaming like a tear you whistle it is death the star fills the sky as painful as a tear I know that you don’t love but the rising star sharp as death exhausts and twists the heart I am cursed voila! my mother what a long night it is my long tearless night night greedy for love oh broken heart of stone the hell of my mouth of ash you are the death of tears curse you my cursed heart my sick eyes search for you you are the void and the ash headless bird with wings that beat the night the universe is made from your little hope the universe is your sick heart and mine beating and just brushing death in the cemetery of hope my pain is the joy and the ash the fire tooth of hatred you are damned whoever is damned will pay you will pay your share of hate you will bite the horrible sun he who is damned bites the sky with me you will rend your heart loved by fright your being strangled by ennui you are the friend of the sun there is no rest for you your fatigue is my madness from dung in the head I burst I hate the sky who am I to spit out heavens it is bitter to be immense my eyes are fat pigs my heart is black ink my sex is a dead sun stars fallen in a bottomless pit I cry and my tongue flows it hardly matters that immensity is round and rolls in a guillotine basket I love death I invite it in the Butchery of Holy Father black death you are my bread I eat you in the heart terror is my tenderness there’s madness in my hand to knot the noose of the hanged man with the teeth of a dead horse Softness of water rage of wind burst of laughter from the star morning of beautiful sun there’s nothing I don’t dream there’s nothing I don’t scream farther away than tears death higher than the bottom of the sky in the space between your breasts limpid from head to toe fragile like the dawn the wind has broken the heart with the hardness of anguish the black night is a church where they’re slitting the throat of a pig trembling from head to toe fragile like death my big sister agony you are colder than the earth you will recognize happiness when you see it die your sleep and your absence join in the grave you are the heartbeat I listen to beneath my ribs and the breath held in my sobs on your knees I will shake the night shadow of wings on a field my lost child heart my laughing sister you are death the heart fails you are death in my arms you are death we have drunk you are death like the wind you are death like lightning death death laughs death is joy alone you are my life lost sobs separate me from death I see you through tears and I foresee my death if I did not love death my suffering and desire for you would kill me your absence your distress make me nauseous it’s time for me to love death it’s time to bite its hands to love is to agonize to love is to love dying monkeys reek as they die enough I wish I were dead I am too limp for that enough I am tired enough I love you like a nut I laugh at myself the ass of ink braying to the stars of the sky naked you were bursting with laughter gigantic beneath the canopy I grovel in order not to be anymore I desire to die from you I want to annihilate myself within your sick whims. Flames surrounded us beneath our footsteps the abyss opened up a silence of milk of frost of bones was shrouding us with a halo you are the transfigured my destiny has broken your teeth your heart is a hiccup your fingernails have found the void you speak like laughter the winds make your hair stand on end the anguish wringing the heart precipitates your mockery your hands behind my head only grasp death your laughing kisses only open to my hellacious poverty beneath the sordid canopy where bats hang your marvelous nudity is only a tearless lie my cry calls to you in the desert where you don’t want to come my cry calls to you in the desert where your dreams will come true your mouth sealed to mine and your tongue in my teeth death immense will welcome you night immense will fall so then in your abandoned head I will have made a void your absence will be naked like a stockingless leg while awaiting the disaster of the lights going out I will be soft in your heart like the cold of death. the dregs the exhaustion of a hideous heart the acrid the sweet intimacy of vice the SKY inverted in your eyes. Wind tomb river tomb my death fakes my voice which can only reach to the ache of teeth little flower little ear you know to what point I am afraid of shit. At night to watch the sky with the crack of your ass. The wound is fresh it disfigures the red streams out the gash gets hard there is no more eye it is me.
This song and video nearly made me cry and I'm not sure why.
@thewretchedexcess32037 жыл бұрын
same
@kimchidreams6 жыл бұрын
same
@vivianfreelandmusic6 жыл бұрын
It literally has made me cry, always makes me want to. Crying is important, people who think being beautifully sensitive and feeling deep emotion makes one a loser....make me want to cry, out of pity for how they are deprived and living a half life.
@Gabs.Moreira4 жыл бұрын
before you guys said that I kind look to the video with the same feeling.
@dokidokiringtone3 ай бұрын
this landmile icon is never calling back itself even the quantity of clasifications are rising and rising every single minute the time goes by #oo #imean