On the Bridge of Fireflies
...[Paraphrase/translation of a ballad sung by Meiko Kaji]
It must have been my seventh or eighth visit
To the Bridge of Fireflies.
With eyes closed, I still see flashes,
Small swirling lights lif...
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Categories:
kaji, love, old, pain, poverty,
Form: Lyric
A Reluctant Sayonara
...« She must suffer to her last breath. (…) They’ll all soon be as Dead as 0-Ren Ishii. »
« That woman deserves her Revenge. And we deserve to die. »
From « Kill Bill Vol. 1 »
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Two French girls in P...
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Categories:
kaji, death, november, paris,
Form: Elegy