In the autumn mountains
The coloured leaves are falling.
If I could hold them back,
I could still see you.
--Hitomaro
(tr. Rexroth)
Shoujo Kakumei Utena : Stardust
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Someday...
It seemed so simple, then.
The world, after all, is not so large. To a young girl with the
certainty of hope in her heart the world seemed very small indeed.
But now, as the last days of summer begin to fade, I'm not so certain
anymore. Another year, and all I have are my thoughts of you.
There is a chill in the air.
I wrap my arms about myself more tightly and remember how you used to
smile. For a moment I feel warm again.
As the monk of the story told his young disciple, "this too shall pass".
A lesson we should both have learned. With each passing day I feel you
slipping away from me...
Will I wake tomorrow without you?
The sun sinks lower, filling the sky with colour; red-golden castles in
the clouds. Beneath the lengthening shade of a willow tree I lay down
and close my eyes.
Will you come to me, my beautiful prince? Will you guard my sleep?
The forest leaves tremble in the dying light, left far behind me as I
climb the unending pathway into the darkness.
I want to see you there, to lie with you beneath the infinite, shining
skies. Your hair drifts softly about your shoulders, flowing like sand
through my fingers.
There are so many, many words to say... and as the moonlight shines in
your eyes I know that none of them will ever matter.
Stay with me, my prince. Stay with me until the sun rises, my love.
My freedom.
My eternity.
And as the dawn light breaks I awaken with the memory of your smile, the
warmth of your lips to kiss away my tears.
Someday...
FIN
The coloured leaves are falling.
If I could hold them back,
I could still see you.
--Hitomaro
(tr. Rexroth)
Shoujo Kakumei Utena : Stardust
-------------------------------
Someday...
It seemed so simple, then.
The world, after all, is not so large. To a young girl with the
certainty of hope in her heart the world seemed very small indeed.
But now, as the last days of summer begin to fade, I'm not so certain
anymore. Another year, and all I have are my thoughts of you.
There is a chill in the air.
I wrap my arms about myself more tightly and remember how you used to
smile. For a moment I feel warm again.
As the monk of the story told his young disciple, "this too shall pass".
A lesson we should both have learned. With each passing day I feel you
slipping away from me...
Will I wake tomorrow without you?
The sun sinks lower, filling the sky with colour; red-golden castles in
the clouds. Beneath the lengthening shade of a willow tree I lay down
and close my eyes.
Will you come to me, my beautiful prince? Will you guard my sleep?
The forest leaves tremble in the dying light, left far behind me as I
climb the unending pathway into the darkness.
I want to see you there, to lie with you beneath the infinite, shining
skies. Your hair drifts softly about your shoulders, flowing like sand
through my fingers.
There are so many, many words to say... and as the moonlight shines in
your eyes I know that none of them will ever matter.
Stay with me, my prince. Stay with me until the sun rises, my love.
My freedom.
My eternity.
And as the dawn light breaks I awaken with the memory of your smile, the
warmth of your lips to kiss away my tears.
Someday...
FIN