奧田 多喜子 | Okuda Takiko (
lifeisbrief) wrote in
dramadramaduck2013-07-25 10:41 am
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[accidental audio]
[At first there's only the sound of water lapping gently at wood, but it's soon joined by a woman singing. Her voice isn't the most practiced, but it has a pure quality, and becomes stronger as she continues to sing.]
Life is brief, maiden, fall in love
Before the crimson bloom
Fades from your lips
Before the tides of passion cool
For there may be no tomorrow
Life is brief, maiden, fall in love
Take my hand to the gondola
Press my burning cheek to your cheek
For no one will come here
Life is brief, maiden, fall in love
Like the gondola drifting on the waves
Place your tender hand on my shoulder
For no one will see us here
Life is brief, maiden, fall in love
Before your raven tresses fade
Before the flames in your heart flicker and die
For today will not return
Life is brief, maiden, fall in love
Before the crimson bloom
Fades from your lips
Before the tides of passion cool
For there may be no tomorrow
Life is brief, maiden, fall in love
Take my hand to the gondola
Press my burning cheek to your cheek
For no one will come here
Life is brief, maiden, fall in love
Like the gondola drifting on the waves
Place your tender hand on my shoulder
For no one will see us here
Life is brief, maiden, fall in love
Before your raven tresses fade
Before the flames in your heart flicker and die
For today will not return
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[handwritten] [a few hours later]
always handwritten; also, T_T I can't stop listening to it. It's haunting
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always handwritten; and I know, right?
handwritten;
No, I didn't. It's a popular song where I'm from. I don't know nearly that much about music.
T_T It's so addictive
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Do you sing, Miss Lydia?
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Not particularly. The boat just reminded me of the song.
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handwritten;
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[it's foreshadowing, not flashback]
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