<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498340584183971774</id><updated>2011-07-26T14:56:35.386-07:00</updated><category term='spring wound illutiern'/><category term='spring heart ilutiern'/><category term='spring first love ilutiern'/><category term='bonds protect wish ilutiern'/><category term='summer blessing ilutiern'/><category term='spring end of the world ilutiern'/><category term='bonds rebirth heart ilutiern'/><category term='summer loneliness ilutiern'/><category term='spring world ilutiern'/><category term='spring first day beginning ilutiern'/><category term='summer calm ilutiern'/><category term='spring cursed land hell ilutiern'/><title type='text'>~SEASONS~ eetor ilutiern</title><subtitle type='html'>Rrha zweie ra gyen cest murfanare mea... Was yant wa aulla noes mea. Presia kiafa sarla mea, presia kiafa titillia hynne mea, en na netvear mea...


I'll create my true feelings... Though I'm terrified, I'll show myself. Please listen to my song, please listen to my little voice, and don't abandon me... [Diary of Ilutiern]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498340584183971774/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ilutiern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02580535944904849035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcMZcwSZ84/Ti84EEPjIcI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZSiqFURWqHI/s1600/ilutiernportrait.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498340584183971774.post-6607969536740892145</id><published>2009-08-18T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T14:25:50.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer loneliness ilutiern'/><title type='text'>~LIRLE~ polon, infel yor etealune</title><content type='html'>Wee jyel gagis infel yor, inferiare walasye...&lt;br /&gt;(Though I'm fairly lonely, I thank you, beloved people...)&lt;br /&gt;Was jyel gagis vit yeeel yora, en hieg ween quive&lt;br /&gt;(With loneliness I see the faraway you, and grieve in silence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1]Was ki ga sonwe tes dorn, ganna, sara, fhyu&lt;br /&gt;(Very concentrated, I sing to the trees, the stones, the grass, the wind)&lt;br /&gt;[2] xU rre qejyu zz mAnAg Osarla nAtnLYA vItza/.&lt;br /&gt;(The people, not understanding my hated song, continue living with fear)&lt;br /&gt;[3]Fou guwo ga desfel rre polon synk den, na slepir&lt;br /&gt;(A little angry, I despise the loneliness gathering inside me, but I don't stop it)&lt;br /&gt;[4] xO rre zz tIhOsLYN zz pIwIsUtU loss Imeryu_qejyu/.&lt;br /&gt;(Those who refuse to open their eyes to the world will never regain their lost memories)&lt;br /&gt;[5] Nn ki ga re rete en kyll mea elle ciel... Rrha i ga 0x vvi&lt;br /&gt;(Without any concentration, I am forgotten and detach myself from that world...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was yea ra pat memora yasra wart yor&lt;br /&gt;(I am very happy to remember your kind words)&lt;br /&gt;Was yea ra yorr waa fernia en skit futare eazas&lt;br /&gt;(I am very happy to remember you happily smiling and promising to be together)&lt;br /&gt;pat memora yor en murfan&lt;br /&gt;(In infinite impatience, I recall the memories of you)&lt;br /&gt;rre layy wart nor cest wart chs omnis hueaf&lt;br /&gt;(Whether those words were lies or truth, all of that is useless now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashes, burning cinders in the dying leaf&lt;br /&gt;Blazes crawl and devour all remaining life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the end shall come&lt;br /&gt;Dyeing the world black, slowly everything disappears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;tussu foul, na knawa sol&lt;br /&gt;(Such change is a mystery, such brilliance is unknown)&lt;br /&gt;wee num ra vit&lt;br /&gt;(Feeling nothing, I observe this all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orgel chimes its final melody and withers&lt;br /&gt;The last song echoes into the smoky night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scattered remains of life dancing in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;I breathe in the black poison and see the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why did the people die?"&lt;br /&gt;Unable to understand, a non-human being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;noglle fwillra tanta&lt;br /&gt;(ashes dancing in the air)&lt;br /&gt;vinan an noglle clalliss ciel&lt;br /&gt;(coloring the monochrome world)&lt;br /&gt;rol wasara lyafre&lt;br /&gt;(like an abundance of butterflies)&lt;br /&gt;cyuie grlanza&lt;br /&gt;(they flutter so sorrowfully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If the people were not weak, they would not die"&lt;br /&gt;Like irrefutable words, coldly and heavily standing in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left in the ashes of ruins&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I am drawn to this nothingness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer of radiant festivals passes by&lt;br /&gt;Autumn flows into a lazy stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vestiges of the old world remain unseen&lt;br /&gt;As if they were always there, always to be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;tim rol rivire, sechel chsee&lt;br /&gt;(time flows, surroundings change)&lt;br /&gt;1 teyys, whalt wis&lt;br /&gt;(one thing remains, but what is it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness, the ringing of laughter and smiles&lt;br /&gt;Sadness, suffocating despair and grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if something awakens inside&lt;br /&gt;Teardrops fall on the shards of memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now realizing the reality of this solitude&lt;br /&gt;Winter, in its sudden silence, has already come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyear, re yehar elle nooge&lt;br /&gt;(Hey, wake up)&lt;br /&gt;Hyear, yorr vit mea?&lt;br /&gt;(Hey, don't you see me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz sallogna!&lt;br /&gt;(Get up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nnoini mOnUgLYA polon/.&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone, for the first time I understand the pain of solitude)&lt;br /&gt;rUfUrImLYA hiew/.&lt;br /&gt;(I know now the sadness of being sad)&lt;br /&gt;vUsIkLYA zz LYAmirie ag LYNzetsfy/.&lt;br /&gt;(I've felt the coldness of the world and its cruelty)&lt;br /&gt;reta fAwAr mea!&lt;br /&gt;(so, please... don't leave me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uzzz xU rre qejyu zz hppNsN/...&lt;br /&gt;(But, the people did not realize...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to accept and be accepted by the people&lt;br /&gt;I want to embrace the hearts of everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time continues without care, I am alone&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to tell them, "Thank you for everything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;tek vl shellan, enter ciel&lt;br /&gt;(leaving my cage, entering the world)&lt;br /&gt;pic morto dor&lt;br /&gt;(noticing the lifelessness of the earth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't tell you directly&lt;br /&gt;I still want to say these words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand now, the purpose of bonds&lt;br /&gt;Because being lonely is sad, being sad is painful, we are together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am alone now, I can still remember&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being connected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Was apea erra na rete etealune&lt;br /&gt;(In this overflowing happiness, I will never forget)&lt;br /&gt;Was apea erra sonwe iem&lt;br /&gt;(In this overflowing happiness, I now sing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fou guwo ga rre walasye morto&lt;br /&gt;(Still feeling resentment over the death of the people)&lt;br /&gt;lAkUkU cia rAfNrmN raudl dn cia pop/.&lt;br /&gt;(Feeling sad, I look to the sky and see shapes in the clouds, becoming calm)&lt;br /&gt;Nn i gagis rre tim yart an sik&lt;br /&gt;(Without noticing so, time comes and goes)&lt;br /&gt;xE rre plina ag grrena hLYEwLYEsEsLYA/.&lt;br /&gt;(and the plants flourish in stirring world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xE rre Efrawr_dius tEmLYArAeh ess ridalnae siance/.&lt;br /&gt;(The precious flower blooms in the irreplaceable land)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1x AAs ixi.&lt;br /&gt;(End)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498340584183971774-6607969536740892145?l=eetorilutiern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/feeds/6607969536740892145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/2009/08/lirle-polon-infel-yor-etealune.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498340584183971774/posts/default/6607969536740892145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498340584183971774/posts/default/6607969536740892145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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I really hate</title><content type='html'>Was au ga, was guwo ga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au, guwo, au, guwo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yorr yaha mea? xO yorr kEfEkk mea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xU rre mea mUng x. rre sphaela k.f.k.k. mea den, presia n.m.l. sor/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xc=sAswLYA -&gt; rOfUm x. rre sphaela kEfkk/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was touwaka ga rasse art guatrz&lt;br /&gt;Was guwo ga re tie art guatrz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walasye, walasye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re fountaina art guatrz, Was guwo ga desfel walasye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498340584183971774-3183289395423325211?l=eetorilutiern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/feeds/3183289395423325211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/2009/07/hatred-i-really-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498340584183971774/posts/default/3183289395423325211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498340584183971774/posts/default/3183289395423325211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/2009/07/hatred-i-really-hate.html' title='hatred. I really hate'/><author><name>ilutiern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02580535944904849035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcMZcwSZ84/Ti84EEPjIcI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZSiqFURWqHI/s1600/ilutiernportrait.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498340584183971774.post-4667774191565635398</id><published>2009-06-30T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T13:29:20.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer blessing ilutiern'/><title type='text'>~LIRLE~ arhou, idesy ale oz ciel</title><content type='html'>Nn num wa gyen mrrAza sphaela&lt;br /&gt;I have crafted the reflection of the world&lt;br /&gt;Ma paks ga chs sor aje ciel art sarrifis hyzik mea&lt;br /&gt;And now, I shall turn into a new world by sacrificing my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] =&gt; MA MA AU TOUx GA WAKA GA VIT RRE VIT DAx RRE LIR ZUA ZARx ZARx LE LE&lt;br /&gt;My detached self sees downpouring darkness&lt;br /&gt;My detached self sees downpouring light&lt;br /&gt;[2] FOU FOU NUM NUM RA GA VIT WIS WEx VIT EN RRE FAJA AR IDx QEx ES JYU&lt;br /&gt;I shall only have existence in the past&lt;br /&gt;My precious people shall continue moving on without me&lt;br /&gt;[3]WAS WALASYE WIS AU RIx GAGIS TARFE DALNAE OMNx MEx ESS A&lt;br /&gt;Humans are an irreplaceable existence to me&lt;br /&gt;I shall have to leave myself behind, without them&lt;br /&gt;[4]RRE RRE MEx SPHAx A ELA SIK GYEN MAx TES YA AJE SPHx SOS AR AEx CIEL LA&lt;br /&gt;I alone will be spinning magic for the sake of this world&lt;br /&gt;And everything else shall move on&lt;br /&gt;[5]den aterra yor Rrha jyel ga 0x vvi.&lt;br /&gt;But I will accept you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chsee akata polon&lt;br /&gt;In infinite loneliness, I will become the story of solitude&lt;br /&gt;enter omness revatail, en linen yora eje&lt;br /&gt;I will become the singing maiden, and tell you of her heart&lt;br /&gt;rre revatail enrer re heighte byui ayulsa xava&lt;br /&gt;The signing maiden who has countless scars that shall never disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She is the existence of Power"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singing maiden who plucked the strings of fate&lt;br /&gt;Controlling the tides and sway of the trees&lt;br /&gt;She slowly becomes one with the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after day, with only a sliver of sunlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The obscured world beyond the cloudy glass"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sings the melody of Gods, raises life&lt;br /&gt;In the white box, she only knows of her own heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/vinan vianchiel Ieje_has/:&lt;br /&gt;"She still has a pure, white heart"&lt;br /&gt;:/reta yorr lLYElLYEn der arhou, heetha an zuieg/:&lt;br /&gt;"O singing maiden, please bless us with health and power"&lt;br /&gt;:/forgandal yor, xE merra cLYIzE Pauwee/:&lt;br /&gt;"Because of you, we have been prospering greatly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never having touched the hands of the wind&lt;br /&gt;she cannot bestow her prayers upon it&lt;br /&gt;She continues weaving the blessings of the villagers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after day, losing her vision of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/xE yorr sLYEly jouee ut mean, sLYEly omnis mean/:&lt;br /&gt;"O singing maiden, grant us the power of God, grant us everything"&lt;br /&gt;:/xE merra cLYIzE NDia_sphaela/:&lt;br /&gt;"We shall soon become the strongest of this world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is losing her vision of the perfect world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/loss Urevm_has/:&lt;br /&gt;"Her lost dream"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white box flows red&lt;br /&gt;Touching the last color of the world, she leaves her cage&lt;br /&gt;and enters the paradise that is no longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re fountaina art heatha sacra&lt;br /&gt;being covered in burning blood&lt;br /&gt;re beja cupla ar ciel&lt;br /&gt;being defiled by the sins of the world&lt;br /&gt;rre ar ciel na haf arhou, haf gat&lt;br /&gt;My blessings to this world have turned into a curse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harr dewee ess garlden ouvyu jam rre papana zarle&lt;br /&gt;The maiden knelt in the ruins of the town, stricken by cruel rain&lt;br /&gt;ar harr irs ween zodal sechel&lt;br /&gt;She is the last person in the "Capital of Death"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/xN harr lAkUkU viuy cia zUzx/:&lt;br /&gt;"Pitiful singing maiden, she looks at the darkened sky and despairs"&lt;br /&gt;:/xN sorr hUlUsAsLYN loss walasye en sUsUwI/:&lt;br /&gt;"She grieves to the silent world for the lost and damned people, and says through her tears"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The eternal paradise can no longer be made"&lt;br /&gt;"This world had withered long before"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brings the hands covered in the blood of 1000 people to her chest&lt;br /&gt;And creates her final blessing to the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;der engassya, Was yea gaya chs aje sphaela&lt;br /&gt;I will liberate my body, and turn into a new world&lt;br /&gt;pomb dor&lt;br /&gt;I will create the earth&lt;br /&gt;pomb papana&lt;br /&gt;create the rain&lt;br /&gt;pomb sarr&lt;br /&gt;create radiant light&lt;br /&gt;pomb omnis manaf&lt;br /&gt;And I shall give birth to all living things&lt;br /&gt;1x AAs ixi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van na vit aje ar dor, enerel paul rre manaf walaka...&lt;br /&gt;Even if I will never see the new world, I shall always feel the footsteps of newborn life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waats yorr hyma akata&lt;br /&gt;Now that the precious you has heard this story&lt;br /&gt;Was yea ra guol dand idesy sphaela&lt;br /&gt;I will be very happy to close the door to the past world&lt;br /&gt;EXEC hymme 2X1/0&gt;&gt;100101&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498340584183971774-4667774191565635398?l=eetorilutiern.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcMZcwSZ84/Ti84EEPjIcI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZSiqFURWqHI/s1600/ilutiernportrait.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498340584183971774.post-5962095451860163623</id><published>2009-06-23T10:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:54:48.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer calm ilutiern'/><title type='text'>~LIRLE~ yasra, clare maya hymmnos</title><content type='html'>tou memora, Wee ki ra quen maya oz hymmnos&lt;br /&gt;in memories, I'm fairly concentrated in birthing the magic of song&lt;br /&gt;sos etealune fernia en ayulsa lirle&lt;br /&gt;for the eternal smile and never-ending summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/xA merra dAnEza nLYEtLYEn/:&lt;br /&gt;"Our dancing joyfully continues in the world"&lt;br /&gt;:/xA rre gral eje sLYNsAwE/:&lt;br /&gt;"The completed heart speaks to the world, and the world listens"&lt;br /&gt;:/noglle hymmne, vinan hymmne, Was yea ra houd nor/:&lt;br /&gt;"Whether a blackened sound, a white sound, I would happily embrace either one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Fou ki ga sosar sos pak rre siance urr&lt;br /&gt;[2] Diasee, Pauwee wassee&lt;br /&gt;[3] wassee sos pauwel etealune, wassee&lt;br /&gt;[4] wassa sos ee sol ciel ee&lt;br /&gt;[5] ar ar 0 oucc goa 1 Wee yea ra 0x vvi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gran akata grandus&lt;br /&gt;I happily open the curtain to a story of protection&lt;br /&gt;gyenel haf maya, maya oz hymmnos&lt;br /&gt;The wizard who has magic, the magic of song&lt;br /&gt;en infel, merfa sor suwant ar ciel&lt;br /&gt;for his love and pure wishes shall save the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing the melody of gods, the wizard spins magic&lt;br /&gt;A requiem of joy, brightly shining life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a study of books and yellowed paper, dimly lit by candle&lt;br /&gt;Slowly he is filled with knowledge of truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/xU merra jUlNjLYOeh art boh zeeth/:&lt;br /&gt;"We are bound by a seal which surpresses us, our power"&lt;br /&gt;:/reta yorr rLYEwA mean/:&lt;br /&gt;"Please, for the sake of the world, release us"&lt;br /&gt;:/lElnYA enw xe Esosar yor/:&lt;br /&gt;"We will gladly bless and bestow our power upon you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awakened spirits, granting ancient wish&lt;br /&gt;Revival of the damned, cold steel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Incapable of true power, we are weak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rre gyenel ates willie jouee&lt;br /&gt;The wizard accepted the weakened spirits&lt;br /&gt;sor harmon jam pauwel en chs wase infel&lt;br /&gt;And transformed them into a powerful magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corrupted capital, rise of the demon king&lt;br /&gt;The wizard prepares for battle&lt;br /&gt;Frenzied citizens, crazed demise&lt;br /&gt;Swarms of monsters, spreading terror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/ar ieeya/:&lt;br /&gt;"The final stand"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was wol ga linen rre gyenel ousye EDia_reveris&lt;br /&gt;The wizard attacked the demon king&lt;br /&gt;xevxl cause gyenel, gyas heighte gyenel&lt;br /&gt;But he was tormented by despair, injured by monsters&lt;br /&gt;Wee paks ga rre gyenel na netvear&lt;br /&gt;Even so, he did not give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/sos infel, sos qejyu/:&lt;br /&gt;"For love, for the people"&lt;br /&gt;:/xU yorr nAtLYAn g.v.w./:&lt;br /&gt;"You continue fighting without end"&lt;br /&gt;:/Azzz rre EDia_reveris vAt/:&lt;br /&gt;"However, the demon king lives"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/naave x. xorg yorr qIlUs den gAvLYNwA/:&lt;br /&gt;"Because the proud you trembles but still fights"&lt;br /&gt;:/naave x. yant yorr xIyUneh den nAtLYNnA/:&lt;br /&gt;"Because the terrified you is injured but still continues"&lt;br /&gt;:/naave x. quel yorr zUzIxI dn polon den sAlLYN/:&lt;br /&gt;"Because the desperate you despairs alone but still believes in the world"&lt;br /&gt;:/xE parith yorr tAkEdLYE mean/:&lt;br /&gt;"Your sincerity has reached the world, and our hearts"&lt;br /&gt;:/iem xE merra yLYEmLYAqYA YAhymmnos/:&lt;br /&gt;"So now, we will unlock the gates of your power"&lt;br /&gt;:/en oucc yor, tLYEnA x. rre EDia_reveris zuieg/:&lt;br /&gt;"And with your strength, we shall end the demon king's reign"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrying the dreams of 999 people, the wizard stands&lt;br /&gt;He vows, with the 1000th dream, to never surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He raises the blade of magic, and the world's hopes flow into him&lt;br /&gt;Granting him power, he approaches the demon king's throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/xE yasra yorr rAw mean/:&lt;br /&gt;"The gentle you had released us"&lt;br /&gt;:/xE merra sElYA Eomness/:&lt;br /&gt;"So we will happily entrust to you our lives"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spirits of power, spiraling into one&lt;br /&gt;Everything, into the hands of the wizard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For we believe you shall save us all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1x AAs ixi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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hymmnos'/><author><name>ilutiern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02580535944904849035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcMZcwSZ84/Ti84EEPjIcI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZSiqFURWqHI/s1600/ilutiernportrait.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498340584183971774.post-8424224454632249670</id><published>2009-05-01T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:45:55.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>aUuUk ouwua willie/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cUzU hiew sev x. rre qejyu kOfkk mea/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aUuUk/. aUuUk/. reta qejyu zz kOfkOk, reta/...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xc= sAsAw -&gt; hIpUpI g.v.w.eh/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xc= sAsAw -&gt; rEfm x. rre qejyu mAnAg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sElU goa Einferiare/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sElU goa Eceku_inferiare/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azzz sAlIaye qejyu/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz sOlU qejyu/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xU rre goa frawr goa ceku sNleh mea/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz aUuUk kajya so nAtOnU raklya/. xU rre qejyu zz rfmA rfrmA sor/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xU rre ujes tArLYNm Nphira cAz Nphira urgn/. yUzAtAza rre inferiare rAw mea/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498340584183971774-8424224454632249670?l=eetorilutiern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/feeds/8424224454632249670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498340584183971774/posts/default/8424224454632249670'/><link 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person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was au ga accrroad fandel zash yor&lt;br /&gt;How many pains have I given you?&lt;br /&gt;Was au ga fandel heighte yor&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I trampled your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Wee quel ga na knawa en haf lamenza&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know, and so, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presia enerel na fogabe mea&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Xc=auNk byui zash yor -&gt; tAn auNk byui zash&lt;br /&gt;If I caused your pain, then I have to redeem myself&lt;br /&gt;van na knawa how&lt;br /&gt;Even if I don't know how,&lt;br /&gt;Rrha touwaka ra acra sonwe murfanare mea&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will definitely be able to convey my feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yorr accrroad waats ptrapica mea&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a precious gift&lt;br /&gt;den yor na knawa sor&lt;br /&gt;Though you might not have realized it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanyaue rawah, x rre phira lAkEk yor/.&lt;br /&gt;Precious flower, the seed admires you&lt;br /&gt;den x rre maxim vinan rawah haf balduo dazua&lt;br /&gt;But, even the whitest flower has dark shadows&lt;br /&gt;x sorr na fountaina bautifal rawah&lt;br /&gt;Those shadows do not detract from the flower's beauty&lt;br /&gt;naave rawah wis rawah&lt;br /&gt;Because a flower is a flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was apea ra yatse repoear yor&lt;br /&gt;I'll send you my thanks,&lt;br /&gt;en yatse repoear&lt;br /&gt;many,&lt;br /&gt;en yatse wasara repoear&lt;br /&gt;many&lt;br /&gt;tes yor&lt;br /&gt;times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naave Fou touwaka ra enne rre eje na naja.&lt;br /&gt;Because these feelings do not fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en alroen oz ture&lt;br /&gt;And the proof of the bond&lt;br /&gt;wis folten eux mea&lt;br /&gt;lies right in front of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dius, yasra rawah&lt;br /&gt;Precious, kind flower,&lt;br /&gt;yorr haf vianchiel clalliss&lt;br /&gt;You have a beautiful color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nn jyel ga enerel wf linen sor&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to tell you this,&lt;br /&gt;den na murfan wis maxim yanyaue ween hopb yor.&lt;br /&gt;but, it is not my place to say this.&lt;br /&gt;So presia linen cest murfanare tes maxim inferiare qejyu.&lt;br /&gt;So, please tell your most beloved your true feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was au ga netvear eje mea forgandal wis willie&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm weak, I don't feel I can do anything to help you&lt;br /&gt;den llizz rre wart aulla&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, these words can lead you&lt;br /&gt;lof an glasden yehah yor&lt;br /&gt;to where you'll be able to find your greatest happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was touwaka gagis yanje yanje melenas yor, dius ceku mea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498340584183971774-3802520116146240485?l=eetorilutiern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcMZcwSZ84/Ti84EEPjIcI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZSiqFURWqHI/s1600/ilutiernportrait.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498340584183971774.post-7488383934426037684</id><published>2009-04-09T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:05:08.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonds rebirth heart ilutiern'/><title type='text'>~TURE~ rifaien hopb</title><content type='html'>Was granme ra hymme&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to protect, I'll sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was ki ra sonwe en khal yor&lt;br /&gt;With all my might, I'll sing and guard you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presia tasyue viega yor tes wase hopb en ousye jenge yor&lt;br /&gt;Raise your sword and strike your foe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en exec rre spiritum yor an mea chs noi&lt;br /&gt;and let our souls become one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; NN YEx RRHA A KI RA RA PAx RINC UL YOR AN YOR EN MEx RRE A WEx YORR PAUL EN MEA HER TANTA&lt;br /&gt;WAS YEA WAS RA YEA RA MELENAS YOR CHS VAN NOI AN RE HEIGHx YOR TE SEV SONWE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] In this dance we synchronize&lt;br /&gt;[2] I understand you, you understand me&lt;br /&gt;[3] We are one when I sing&lt;br /&gt;[4] Even if I am hurt, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was granme ra vit rre hymma fwal fwal ciel&lt;br /&gt;The small bird's wings take it to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Rrha ki ra dralee mahin mea tes pauwel&lt;br /&gt;My hand raises with newfound power&lt;br /&gt;Rrha granme erra nozess sos yor!&lt;br /&gt;I will not lose, for your sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RRHA KI NN RA YEA RA SONWE EN FIRx CHS LE RRE CECET SOS DILETE YOR ENCLONE MEA&lt;br /&gt;WEE PAKS WAS RA PAKS RA PAUL RRE FIRx YANx LE RRE YAUE LUSYE DIx AULLA US FAYx HOPB INNx RA NA SOL WALASYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] God's protection surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;[2] With all my might, I sing for you and become your shield&lt;br /&gt;[3] The divine fire shines on us&lt;br /&gt;[4] The precious light revealing our inner heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rrha ki ra fowrlle yor den rre yorr firle zash&lt;br /&gt;Though I care about you, you feel pain&lt;br /&gt;Rrha ki ra hartes yor den rre yorr hieg&lt;br /&gt;Though I love you, you feel sadness&lt;br /&gt;Was yea erra sonwe sos slepir zash yor&lt;br /&gt;To end your pain, I sing&lt;br /&gt;Was paks ra zwihander sos endia hierle yor&lt;br /&gt;To end your sadness, I will be victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma i ga re enclone windiling&lt;br /&gt;The spirit of the wind surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;Fou i ga nha rre saash oz fayra na slep&lt;br /&gt;The god of fire is awakened&lt;br /&gt;Wee i ga drone pauwee anw dor&lt;br /&gt;The children of power brought to earth&lt;br /&gt;Presia pat ruinien shen anw jenge sos yehah&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of happiness, bring the enemy the light of destruction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAURA WEAREx LYAFRE QUEx TASYUE HOx WIE MAx PB NAF TES CIEL&lt;br /&gt;WEE ZWEIE VIEx RA GA RE SONWE SOS CLALx RIFAx LISS SACx IEN AR RA CIEL ROL ARRYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] The butterfly brings its heart to the sky&lt;br /&gt;[2] The little bird wishes for life&lt;br /&gt;[3] The sword stained with blood like an arrow&lt;br /&gt;[4] Singing for the rebirth of our world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rrha ki ra nha rre ar ciel manafeeze&lt;br /&gt;With all my might, our world will live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXEC hymme 2x1/0&gt;&gt;110100&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498340584183971774-7488383934426037684?l=eetorilutiern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/feeds/7488383934426037684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/2009/04/ture-rifaien-hopb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ilutiern'/><title type='text'>~FRAWRLE~ firanzia, memora oz loss lonfa</title><content type='html'>Nn num wa vit willie memora ween revm mea&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams, I see a faint memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1]Wee au wa vit rre fau hymmne re na kiafa&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the birds can no longer be heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2]xU rre manaf vIt ween ayulsa&lt;br /&gt;Life, painfully living in an endless cycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3]Was au ga firle rre eje na aterra mea&lt;br /&gt;Rejected by the abyss in the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4]xO rre alroen re geeow art prooth vNa dn noglle dor&lt;br /&gt;The testament sealed in blood, forged in black land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5]reta omnis morto ess et fayra sos fedyya... x0 vvi Was au ga&lt;br /&gt;Everything, please die in a blaze for the sake of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vit rre tyui sasye viss Uleaff_sasye oz meo&lt;br /&gt;While the little girl reads her picture book of happy fairytales,&lt;br /&gt;sev werllra ousye doodu forgandal na layy murfanare&lt;br /&gt;A tear falls from thoughts of reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging back and forth,&lt;br /&gt;The pendulum rings ripples of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Wee jyel ga vit rre frawr grruw dn Uleaff_has}&lt;br /&gt;{in her picture book, the flower grew}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between flashes of the truth,&lt;br /&gt;blackened papers of hand-spun lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frail hand, reaching for something so far away--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{melvaz oz hierle}&lt;br /&gt;{the bride of sorrow}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Za Xatyy wn itt sss&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, please protect me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vit rre frawr nille vianchiel bautifal&lt;br /&gt;That flower, it resembled celestial beauty&lt;br /&gt;vit rre frawr paul zess glansee yehah&lt;br /&gt;That flower, it seemed like divine happiness&lt;br /&gt;x rre ar ciel pakz Nnoes_ar ciel&lt;br /&gt;The world separates itself&lt;br /&gt;en x rre ridalnae manaf aLYUuLYOkLYO morto&lt;br /&gt;And the irreplaceable lives, all of them lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rrha au ga vit rre melifan sanctum hLYUrAnAtU ut aje lof&lt;br /&gt;The ark of history making a new journey&lt;br /&gt;ut uje sechel oz denera&lt;br /&gt;to the capital of evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of the ungrown seed;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where it ends.&lt;br /&gt;The girl closes the book, and looks up&lt;br /&gt;To the faraway, rumbling sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x rre maen wLYNrLYNmA kLYIvreh cia dazua&lt;br /&gt;The full moon shone dimly behind the clouds&lt;br /&gt;:/ween Erevm x sorr auEk siance/:&lt;br /&gt;"In my dreams, it is still a paradise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl traced the figure of the flower from the story&lt;br /&gt;On the window damp from after-rain&lt;br /&gt;In her chest, she still feels pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closed book&lt;br /&gt;still had unread pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From far away, the rumbling clouds&lt;br /&gt;sound like the cries of their story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vit rre harr endia dn ryusse has&lt;br /&gt;Stopping in her journey,&lt;br /&gt;x harr vit rre maxim waats qejyu re netvear&lt;br /&gt;She saw that the most important one was left behind.&lt;br /&gt;re heighte rre harr re gyengyat reveris folten has&lt;br /&gt;She became devoured by the demons in front of her--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the girl gave up on her happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{vit rre leaff oucc foul kyveire}&lt;br /&gt;{the picture book with the unknown ending}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{zodal na an leaff inferiare qejyu}&lt;br /&gt;{it burns without its loved one}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, though, the dream can be reached...&lt;br /&gt;1x AAs ixi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Was touwaka gagis firle rre leaff wis}&lt;br /&gt;{the picture book is still there}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(outdated emotions)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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shining colors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1]Wee yea ra wis alroetsue sarla en sonwe sos yor&lt;br /&gt;As the song of atonement, I will sing for your sake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2]xE rre fwillra willie famfa ousye tes doodu&lt;br /&gt;The fluttering feathers drift to the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3]xE rre clalliss oz vianchiel vinan mLYEtLYEyEyeh ween Ahopb_qejyu&lt;br /&gt;A color of pure white, forming in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4]Was apea ra vit rre infel rosa tLYErmA we noi&lt;br /&gt;The roses of love blossoming again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee hhh re sss Yee ttt we sss vvi&lt;br /&gt;Let the great light protect our loved ones, let's wish for that&lt;br /&gt;yyya jjje ZZZa tte ggi&lt;br /&gt;Let's offer a sacrifice to the light of our beloved gods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jy ra cc ci ce je xa&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sacred light, give me the power to protect myself&lt;br /&gt;jy ra cc ci ce je xa rcc&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sacred light, give me the power to protect myself and this growing life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5]targue mea an yor pomb daedu&lt;br /&gt;Even if we birth ugly things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6]targue mea an yor pomb hiew ag zash&lt;br /&gt;Even if we birth sadness and pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7]Was apea ra wis an yor dn x rre wLYErm ciel&lt;br /&gt;You and I exist under the same shining sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8]xE rre gral walasye wassee Esiann_sheak&lt;br /&gt;Let us all praise the sun's light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9]en sos yehah... x0 vvi Wee paks ra&lt;br /&gt;And, in hopes of happiness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mea an yor waath!&lt;br /&gt;You and I are reborn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign of fresh flower petals lingering in the garden&lt;br /&gt;He slowly pours the water of life on the seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With memories of the grass, the streams, the wind&lt;br /&gt;The seed continues to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here aLYEuk sechel oz yehah an meo&lt;br /&gt;Here is the place of happiness and dreams&lt;br /&gt;ess x rre eje oz revatail h.m.m.r.&lt;br /&gt;At the core of the reyvateil's singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The droplets of water slowly drip down the leaves&lt;br /&gt;And the sound of life echoes in the dark sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linen rre lyuma rUfIrUm anw sphaela beng &lt;br /&gt;The stars watched the world sorrowfully in the past&lt;br /&gt;Den vit rre maen re nha en fountaina sor art ieeya&lt;br /&gt;But, the full moon rises and fills them with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To reach the people's hearts, the seed must grow&lt;br /&gt;But, a seed that rots as a bud isn't even capable of having a dream&lt;br /&gt;and will probably never blossom a flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xU rre ar ciel gLYOvLYUwO ammue wNwjnAcU dn ar ciel&lt;br /&gt;The sounds of battle resound throughout the world&lt;br /&gt;kiafa rre fanalea basilic rasse byui qLYOls du doodu&lt;br /&gt;The booming guns rattle the earth&lt;br /&gt;Wee au ga firle rre arrya dLYUngO Aeje ag Asacra&lt;br /&gt;The arrows pierce my heart and blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den x rre foul urr ween x rre ar ciel tLYNnLYN&lt;br /&gt;But, in the world's quiet stillness, something appears&lt;br /&gt;Was yea ra paul rre sorr fountaina yasra siann anw ar ciel&lt;br /&gt;Filling the world with a peaceful light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, I want to walk with you&lt;br /&gt;To the shining ends of the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vEsUkI en nEtOnI v.t&lt;br /&gt;Feeling many emotions, I continue to live&lt;br /&gt;linen rre melifan sanctum hArnt oucc phira tes yeeel foul dor&lt;br /&gt;The ark of history, bringing the seeds to a faraway, unknown place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presia wArEm yeeel meo&lt;br /&gt;Please, aim for the faraway dream&lt;br /&gt;presia nAtAnA walaka en tEkEd&lt;br /&gt;Keep walking with your might, and you'll reach it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the kind flower of a beautiful shade&lt;br /&gt;Patiently listened to the seed's singing&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the day where it would no longer need to anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/Was apea erra cenjue xel dyya dn yart yor/:&lt;br /&gt;"I've changed since the day I met you"&lt;br /&gt;:/En aEuEk naave Etussu/:&lt;br /&gt;"And, I'm very happy that I've changed"&lt;br /&gt;:/So, Rrha apea erra yatse gral Erepoear yor/:&lt;br /&gt;"So, thank you so much..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/Was apea erra yanje yanje melenas yor/:&lt;br /&gt;"Forever, I'll love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1x AAs ixi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498340584183971774-8472258628924711391?l=eetorilutiern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/feeds/8472258628924711391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eetorilutiern.blogspot.com/2009/03/frawrle-hopb-parce-oz-frawrle-waath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring cursed land hell ilutiern'/><title type='text'>~FRAWRLE~ gatyunla, salavec oz cest enesse</title><content type='html'>Whai xU rre mea mLYOaUmU?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] whai whai whai whai whai&lt;br /&gt;Why why why why why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2]Was au ga na fowrlle xava yor&lt;br /&gt;Not able to heal your wounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3]Was au ga zz yosyua yor&lt;br /&gt;Not able to comfort you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeerh zacta tyy maarr itt sss&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, please give me power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4]Rrha ki ra swant yor! Den zz swant, zz swant&lt;br /&gt;I want to help you! But I can't, I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5]Presia, Xc=wYUsI zash -&gt; na mYNamU&lt;br /&gt;Please, if I bring you pain, then let me disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6]Was nyasri ga na yaha en linen :/Omnis wis na gyas/:&lt;br /&gt;Unable to smile and say "Everything will be okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7]Rrha nyasri ga raklya rre dius saash sol Asiann_saash za mea&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, while I am crying, shine your light upon me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8]Presia, reta riomo rippllys mea... x0 vvi Was nyasri ga&lt;br /&gt;Please, please give me answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vit rre phira na haf pauwel&lt;br /&gt;The seed has no power&lt;br /&gt;en x rre li frawr fIwIrUnOeh ess zash aIuk ween dazua polon...&lt;br /&gt;And that flower, enveloped in pain, in dark solitude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, tell me if I can do anything."&lt;br /&gt;"Please, tell me how I can help you."&lt;br /&gt;"I will do anything, please..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vit rre vega phira wis cest hueaf&lt;br /&gt;This seed is truly worthless&lt;br /&gt;So hueaf vege zz yAyA frawr&lt;br /&gt;So worthless it can't console the flower&lt;br /&gt;x rre phira yanje auUk hueaf vl spiritum Asyec_phira&lt;br /&gt;Always worthless to the depths of its soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/Xc=auUk byui YIzash -&gt; wfI naja/:&lt;br /&gt;"If I cause your pain, then I want to run away"&lt;br /&gt;:/Den ware auEkaye pitod yor/:&lt;br /&gt;"But, I also want to be by your side"&lt;br /&gt;:/Rrha au ga haf goa wasara wart, num wart, wart whou na haf pauwel.../:&lt;br /&gt;"All I have are words, empty words, words without power...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/targue xE yorr aEuEk pitod mea, xE rre mea jYEzAt zenva anw vega hiew/:&lt;br /&gt;"Though you are by my side, you and I are happy that I won't be in this sadness anymore."&lt;br /&gt;kiafa rre frawr pagle&lt;br /&gt;The flower said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:/den, cest, xU yorr zz a.u.k. pitod mea/:&lt;br /&gt;"But, really, you aren't by my side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was au ga knawa sor.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:/xU rre mea wUhUh a.u.k. hueaf/:&lt;br /&gt;"I feel that it's useless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rrha au ga knawa sor.&lt;br /&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:/xU rre goa YAwart zz yYAyU du mea/:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, but just your words can't heal me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;rUfOrUmO sor!&lt;br /&gt;I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rrha ki ra fowrlle yor den x rre na pauwel Umahin suwant zz omnis&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying so hard to comfort you, but my powerless hands do nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aAuAkaye pitod yor&lt;br /&gt;I want to be by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    na aAuAk pitod yor&lt;br /&gt;  I am not by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;vEsEkEaye yehah an yor&lt;br /&gt;I want to be happy with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    xU rre mea an yorr na vskU yehah&lt;br /&gt;  We are not happy together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yAyAaye yor&lt;br /&gt;I want to comfort you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    na yAyU yor&lt;br /&gt;  I can't comfort you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouwuaqejyusyastneiaUdgal_engassyajAzAtAkyllduUzeeth_engassya&lt;br /&gt;rezethpaAmahin_qejyusacrasisshiewiAmanaf_qejyu&lt;br /&gt;The crowds of people gathering 'round the sacrifice trying to cut away the prisoner's chains hurting their hands bleeding out ther miserable lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyllvlknawakyllvlzashkyllvlhierlekyllvlguatrz&lt;br /&gt;kyllvlxynqejyukyllvletealunepolon&lt;br /&gt;Detach from knowledge detach from pain detach from sadness detach from anger detach from hurting others detach from eternal solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vit rre viuy koora grruw en kLYIvNr dn doodu&lt;br /&gt;The dark stream grows and covers the land&lt;br /&gt;vit rre rudje ag noglle sarsa zarle won sechel ag forlinden&lt;br /&gt;The rain of red and black beats down on the cities and villages&lt;br /&gt;x sorr byui naja du omnis naflansee ag infel&lt;br /&gt;It sweeps away all traces of happiness and love&lt;br /&gt;knawa rre jue oz futare zz firle hiew sos qejyu&lt;br /&gt;The waters of destiny pity no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En vit rre phira zodal ess jue goa werlwe enw raklya&lt;br /&gt;And the seed, drowning, can only cry and weep&lt;br /&gt;x rre li werllra wrmA beng zz mamU&lt;br /&gt;Those tears, they shine before disappearing...&lt;br /&gt;1x AAs ixi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/Xc=wYUsU hiew -&gt; zz mUam/:&lt;br /&gt;"If I bring you unhappiness, then I should disappear."&lt;br /&gt;:/En vega ar ciel aLYOuk uje an haf zetsfy, en zz mLYAam oucc mea/:&lt;br /&gt;"And this world, so cruel and unforgiving, should disappear too."&lt;div 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enesse'/><author><name>ilutiern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02580535944904849035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcMZcwSZ84/Ti84EEPjIcI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZSiqFURWqHI/s1600/ilutiernportrait.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498340584183971774.post-952324408170827626</id><published>2009-03-26T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:15:06.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonds protect wish ilutiern'/><title type='text'>~TURE~ enne grandus</title><content type='html'>Rrha ki ra khal yor&lt;br /&gt;All of my thoughts go into protecting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rrha ki ra pakz yor vl hiew en fwal yor tes yehah&lt;br /&gt;In extreme concentration, I'll separate you from sadness and bring you to happines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was paks ra chs sarla yor&lt;br /&gt;I'll turn you into a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fou yea ra vit rre li sarla chsee glansee pauwel!&lt;br /&gt;That song transforms into a divine power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; WAS RRHA YEA RA GUWO GAGIS IRS OUSYE PITOD YOR JENGE YOR WEE WAS TOUWAKA GAGIS KI ERRA KHAL FOWRLLE TURE ENGASSYA ZASH YOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] I'm delighted to be by your side&lt;br /&gt;[2] In extreme anger, I'll attack your enemy&lt;br /&gt;[3] I'm wishful to guard the sacrifice's bonds&lt;br /&gt;[4] I'll concentrate forever to comfort your pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xc=vit rre walasye whou na fowrlle yor -&gt; ousye sor&lt;br /&gt;If there are people who hurt you, I will attack them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rrha apea ra sElLYOyE zodaw walasye&lt;br /&gt;Immersed in happiness, I will bring death to them&lt;br /&gt;Rrha apea ra sUlLYOyO dejuy walasye&lt;br /&gt;I will bring atonement to them&lt;br /&gt;Rrha au ga vit rre qejyu dLYUsLYOsLYOnI enw zLYIzUxI&lt;br /&gt;And, when they atone, they shall lament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sos YUyehah!&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of your happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RRHA RRHA WOL GA AU GA OUx FIRLE SYE OMNIS YOR ZASH&lt;br /&gt;WAS RRHA AU GA NYASRI GA RAx SONx KLYA ENW WE SARx GAUVE LA ESS SHELL OZ HIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] In extreme fervor, I'll attack everything&lt;br /&gt;[2] With so much sadness, I feel your pain&lt;br /&gt;[3] Sorrowfully, I cry and sin in my shell&lt;br /&gt;[4] To the point of weeping I sing the song of sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nn au wa vit rre zarnn fee zethpa anw balduo ciel&lt;br /&gt;The tempest winds slash the darkening sky&lt;br /&gt;Was au ga firle rre siann oz dyya re fountaina sos ayulsa?&lt;br /&gt;For eternity, will the light of day be hidden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rrha touwaka gagis vit rre parce fedyya re pomb ess ouvyu...&lt;br /&gt;The proof of tomorrow, born in the ruins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXEC hymme 2X1/0&gt;&gt;010011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[New legend, TURE, story of the 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grandus'/><author><name>ilutiern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02580535944904849035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcMZcwSZ84/Ti84EEPjIcI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZSiqFURWqHI/s1600/ilutiernportrait.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498340584183971774.post-6914628042325386017</id><published>2009-03-26T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:39:37.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring world ilutiern'/><title type='text'>~FRAWRLE~ sphaela, clalliss oz eje zeeth</title><content type='html'>dn manaf tonelico x. rre omnis qejyu haf LYNbrinch...&lt;br /&gt;In the tree of life, every person has their branch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] doki doki do hLYNmLYNmLYNmYNmYNmUrU&lt;br /&gt;Singing and singing and singing with worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Ma ki ra afezeria cia, Ma yea ra afezeria cia&lt;br /&gt;Blessing the sky, blessing the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] la la la la la la Wee nyasri ga&lt;br /&gt;I'm fairly sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xa Zatyy wn itt sss&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, please protect me&lt;br /&gt;jy ra cc ci ce je xa&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sacred light, give me the power to protect myself&lt;br /&gt;Jaats meet ccitta&lt;br /&gt;Open the gate of my inner self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bbatt bbaaw ttWw Zen tyy baa ss ttTr&lt;br /&gt;The world is one, I am one with the world&lt;br /&gt;yyya jjje ZZZa tte ggi&lt;br /&gt;Let's offer a sacrifice to the light of our beloved gods&lt;br /&gt;yeerh zacta tyy maarr itt sss&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, please give me power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4]xA rre ciel lLYAnca omnis walasye&lt;br /&gt;The sky connects us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5]Rrha num ra knawa rre melifan chsee aje akata&lt;br /&gt;History transforms into a new story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6]:/Rrha apea erra hartes pitod yor/:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm living a wonderful dream for us to love each other"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7]0x vvi Wee jyel gagis... rakisa rakisa rakisa&lt;br /&gt;I'll be feeling lonely from now on, though it's all right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/Was ki ra frowrlle yor den na knawa how/:&lt;br /&gt;"I want so much to comfort you, but don't know how"&lt;br /&gt;linen rre salavec grruw poe ag dius frawr&lt;br /&gt;The story of the growing seed and the flower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiafa en firle&lt;br /&gt;Listen and feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of daybreak cuts through the grass.&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the seed, the bright sun rises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    x rre talam sarr nYLEmlA tafane claliss&lt;br /&gt;   The color of dawn dyes the world a shining color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/Was apea ra vit YAfernia/:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so happy to see your smile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seed, expecting to meet the flower, awakens&lt;br /&gt;The seed doesn't know the flower's pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, on that day, when the flower expressed it's feelings...&lt;br /&gt;xU rre frawr sIsIwLYN Oeje_frawr&lt;br /&gt;The flower fearfully expressed its emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    :/xU rre mea vAt sos LYEwael/:&lt;br /&gt;   "I live for the happiness of other people"&lt;br /&gt;   :/Xc=rNfm x. rre walasye v.s.k. guatrz -&gt; vOsk guatrz/:&lt;br /&gt;   "If the people feel angry, I feel angry"&lt;br /&gt;   :/Xc=rNfm x. rre walasye v.s.k. hierle -&gt; vUsk hierle/:&lt;br /&gt;   "If they feel sad, I feel sad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The seed realized it didn't know the flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping power living in the seed&lt;br /&gt;It will die in that power, and fester&lt;br /&gt;titilia poe, Xc=yor wearequewie ttu grandus&lt;br /&gt;Seedling, if you wish to protect&lt;br /&gt;titilia poe, Xc=yor wearequewie ttu grruw&lt;br /&gt;Seedling, if you wish to grow&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; yatse li pauwel ut lusye&lt;br /&gt;Then dedicate that power to light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ccccc Waacc waccrt qrt gatsyy ttr ttr hhh&lt;br /&gt;Such abilities, bloom like a flower!&lt;br /&gt;aaaa Zaaaa Zatty Zetty Zaawwt qrrt ggthaZz&lt;br /&gt;And thus, turn into strength!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vit rre poe w.f. irs an frawr targue firle hierle&lt;br /&gt;Even if it hurts, the seed wants to be with the flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-x aukE Einfel_poe Eceku_poe&lt;br /&gt;This flower, the seed's love and friend&lt;br /&gt;1x AAs ixi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This flower, that is the coming of spring...&lt;br /&gt;Will you regain your shade of purity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/van xynIeh vEtaye an yor naave x. yorr slEy mea so naflansee.../:&lt;br /&gt;"No matter what, I want to be with you, because you gave me such happiness..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498340584183971774-6914628042325386017?l=eetorilutiern.blogspot.com' 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/&gt;[4]dazua dazua dazua dazua&lt;br /&gt;dark, dark, dark, dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeeerh zacta tyy maarr itt sss&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, please give me power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaats meet ccitta&lt;br /&gt;Open the gate of my inner self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5]hAkUttaye zz hAkUttaye&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to embrace, not wanting to embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6]Ween harphe shen rete omnis... 0x vvi Rrha num ra&lt;br /&gt;In the light of morning, forget everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x rre fanalea quesa nLYNdn omnis hymmne mLYNflU sphaela&lt;br /&gt;The booming thunder, obscuring all sound, shrouds the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en rre papana oz Asacra_walphish clalliss koora loss clalliss...&lt;br /&gt;And the rain of mermaid blood colors the streams a dry shade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/How l.l.n.eh a.u.k. vl li diasee m.a.m./:&lt;br /&gt;"For such a person to exist, how blessed I must be..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside its heart, the seedling lost its old fears.&lt;br /&gt;The tender song of the reyvateil healed its wounds and scars,&lt;br /&gt;however, the seed continued to sing to the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/firle rre yasra hymmnos sol Aeje en whai nNtNnN h.m.m.r.?/:&lt;br /&gt;"A kind song lighting my heart, why do I continue to sing?"&lt;br /&gt;:/a.u.k. x. rre m.n.g. walasye oucc mea en whai nNtNnN n.d.n.?/:&lt;br /&gt;"Understanding people with me, why do I continue to hide?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seed, in a warmer embrace than even the ones who birthed it,&lt;br /&gt;didn't know the answer to its questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na knawa na knawa... whai?&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing, not knowing... why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azzz rre willie rudje Efrawr_diasee neia phira&lt;br /&gt;But, a flower of a light red color approached the seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-x wis pruna ag tyuss en rre phira aulla naave sor&lt;br /&gt;This flower, funny and kind, made the seed open up.&lt;br /&gt;:/Was yea ra melenas yor! Yorr a.u.k. nyanyasu!/:&lt;br /&gt;"I really like you! You're so cute!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-x rre frawr s.s.w.&lt;br /&gt;The flower said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x rre Efrawr_diasee a.u.k. nnoini qejyu whou linen sor&lt;br /&gt;This flower was the first to say that.&lt;br /&gt;So wee nyasri ga linen rre phira hartes anw frawr&lt;br /&gt;So, the seed fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With swelling feelings on the inside,&lt;br /&gt;the seed swayed back and forth on the swing of life.&lt;br /&gt;Should I be happy?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be pained?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linen rre phira elye zz hartes.&lt;br /&gt;Up until now, the seed never loved.&lt;br /&gt;Whou f.w.rN Uharton_daedu phira?&lt;br /&gt;Who would accept the love of a seed so ugly?&lt;br /&gt;vit rre Efrawr_diasee l.k.k.eh yehah&lt;br /&gt;The flower seemed happy,&lt;br /&gt;den acra a.u.k. naflansee revm.&lt;br /&gt;but surely, it was only a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say such kind things to me, the seed wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;You, who is only an illusion, say things no one else would say to me.&lt;br /&gt;A person that accepts me, treats me so kindly...&lt;br /&gt;But, isn't it all a lie?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x rre li lof a.u.k. pruna en weal.&lt;br /&gt;That place is just a fun, happy place.&lt;br /&gt;kiafa rre revatail sonwe dLYEng...&lt;br /&gt;The reyvateil's singing, penetrating the world...&lt;br /&gt;:/yeerh zacta tyy maarr itt sss/:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh God, please give me power..."&lt;br /&gt;rre sorr a.u.k. cest siance ag bautifal ar ciel&lt;br /&gt;It is a true paradise, a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;En ween li lof rre phira zz rinc.&lt;br /&gt;And in that place, the seed felt that it didn't belong.&lt;br /&gt;1x AAs ixi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naave xU rre la infel na hUwss&lt;br /&gt;Because that love could not grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498340584183971774-358243525083538929?l=eetorilutiern.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yyya jjje ZZZa tte ggi&lt;br /&gt;Let's offer a sacrifice to the light of our beloved gods&lt;br /&gt;jy ra cc ar foul&lt;br /&gt;It is a great mystery how this light gives power&lt;br /&gt;Yee hhh re ar foul ciel&lt;br /&gt;Let the great fire protect us in this world of mysteries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jy ra cc ci ce je xa&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sacred light, give me the power to protect myself&lt;br /&gt;jy ra cc ci ce je xa rcc&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sacred light, give me the power to protect myself and this growing life&lt;br /&gt;Yee hhh re sss Yee ttt we sss vvi&lt;br /&gt;Let the great light protect our loved ones, let's wish for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3]Fou yea ra enter yor sphaela mea&lt;br /&gt;I'll enter you into my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4]Ma ki ra nha yor sos Eyehah&lt;br /&gt;For my happiness, I'll bring you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5]Ween Aeje a.u.k. x. her zz r.f.r.m.eh... 0x vvi Rrha num ra&lt;br /&gt;Inside of my heart, there is something unknown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En lYAnEcIaU vega ar ciel!&lt;br /&gt;And with these conflicting emotions, tie you to this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linen yor zz aje akata&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you an old story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-x na yanje re linen&lt;br /&gt;This story, never told before&lt;br /&gt;x. rre akata du na hUwss phira...&lt;br /&gt;The story of the ungrown seed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the whispering arms of swaying grass, the seed was born&lt;br /&gt;The seed, not remembering its purpose, simply played a voiceless song&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing that the coming rain would sweep it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linen rre sanctum melifan stel omnis clalliss phira&lt;br /&gt;The ark of history, collecting the seeds of all colors&lt;br /&gt;x. sorr hArnt an phira ut yeeel na knawa dor&lt;br /&gt;Bringing them all to a place so far away, that they don't know where it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the tides of tumbling currents, mixed heart of all beings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    :/x. rre koora mrrN syec Aeje/:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    The stream reflects the abyss of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The seed, absorbed in the waters of lethe&lt;br /&gt;Where will it go?&lt;br /&gt;Who will it meet?&lt;br /&gt;What will its future be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seed, not knowing the answers, simply played a trembling song&lt;br /&gt;Continuing the journey in the suffocating river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun's streaks melted into the sky, like colors dripping down to the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;vit rre iasien won qraff rol celetille pupe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The morning dews on the leaves, like fresh tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rre phira enerel selena Usarla_phira...&lt;br /&gt;So the seed plays its song forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed away to the shores of dreams&lt;br /&gt;The seed, so far away from warmth, became filled with loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    :/Whalt x. rre mea s.l.? Whou x. rre mea s.l.?/:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    What should I believe in? 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