Kim yong's personal radio blog

-Canción de piano- 

-Muerte de Ophe-

“ I constantly think, together, alone, Never being able to take back the words I've lost Goodbye, darlin', darlynne, darlin' And 'round and 'round the belt line I go... "Pitifully lonely, go on foot, girl..."”

“ Oh, such a happy dream, don't disappear For I'm in love The noise of a crybaby should just become bubbles and disappear, disappear I knew that I had to stand up with these feet Both love and pain, I want to take them all in Oh, my feelings, please get through before the story ends My feelings, now shout out "I love you!"”

“ I wanna meet a friend In a bar tonight The evening is long If only I had that strength To see those people, All so lonely as me“

“Alien I’m an alien Leading astray your heart With the melding gravity of the universe The feeling I felt; my throbbing (heart)”

“Ridiculed and betrayed by such obvious lies, I don’t know how to stop these pains that’ve soaked so deep into my heart. Even if my painfully swollen heart were to wear down to almost nothing, it’ll still continue to get hurt like always, with a fresh wound here and there.”

“Aah, see, I scraped my skin again. How many times does this make? Here, see, my traumas keep oozing out, no matter how I try to hide them. Aah, see, I’ve held it in again, making it seem like nothing’s wrong. How good I’ve gotten at this. Just, see, they may say anything about me. I’m showered with their disdain and covered in bruises.!

Thus I bristle, as if with electric, to get through life. “Just don’t mind me,” I seem to say.”

“In the beginning I’m sure it was awkward, but Just with you being there for me, I could smile. We talked a lot didn’t we? When times were tough, You always encouraged me, and gave me the strength I needed.”

“Being killed and killing… Killing time in such a way will be punished by God. Though I did not want to learn Of freedom and its true meaning, it is dear to me. I am upon a hill, where the spider lilies bloom profusely. Come, now, shall we go to Hades – to the realm of the dead? But it was all just a faint dream. I burned up and fell to the earth, without returning to it.”

“During a silent rainy day Both my mind and body grow cold. I grind up the coffee beans And brew them up. How delicious! The piled-up umbrellas go upside-down, And from inside, frogs soar into the puddles. They soar into the puddles.”