Friday, March 29, 2013

Much as whatever I said might sound hypercritical, it just reflects my perspectives on the issues. It doesn't matter what your take is, along with whoever others', because I believe that everyone has a unique stance on different issues, based on our underlying guiding principles. (Not related to you)

All said, allow me to provide a English translation of 'Practice Love', because I just feel that the translated version was simply inadequate. Here goes.

The thing to break a relationship is never another, but life in itself. 

Why do we feel disappointed? 
And hide our feelings to deep within us.
The past(facts) doesn't lie, so why argue against it.
Between us two, it doesn't have to be like this.
I think....

Practising to love with heartbreak,
Learning to let go of our past expectations. 
Our trust, they're so hard to forget. 
Our appreciation when we're far, our blindness(by love) when we're near, 
Whoever said that we will end up with our perfect other?
The love that we have always idolized,  we cannot replicate. 

The happiness and hurt of practising love, 
Our efforts are not as simple as it looks, 
Happiness, along with tears(because of the things we choose to forgo) is a form of courage.  
 Our fantasies previously, our forgiveness afterwards, 
For our ego(which I disagree), we forgo it to recover from the wounds they have caused.
Don't say that you miss me, because I would succumb (to temptations).

Those arrogant memories,
Those painful reminders,
 As lovers, how many times have we witnessed the distant?
From the distant, how many times has it witnessed oblivion,
How much fear of losing?

The happiness and hurt of practising love,
Learning to leave behind our past expectations,
Our trust, they're so hard to forget. 
Our appreciation when we're far, our blindness(by love) when we're near, 
Whoever said that we will end up with our perfect other?
 The love that we have always idolized,  we cannot replicate. 

The happiness and hurt of practising love, 
Our efforts are not as simple as it looks, 
Happiness, along with tears(because of the things we choose to forgo) is a form of courage.  

Our fantasies previously, our forgiveness afterwards, 
We forgo it to recover from the wounds they have caused.
Don't say that you miss me, because I would succumb (to temptations).
Jokingly mentions that loves makes us crazy, 
Saying, while crying,  that love makes us strong 

If we cannot forget him/her, then let us surrender ourselves (to fate). 

 The happiness and hurt of practising love, 
Our efforts are not as simple as it looks, 
Happiness, along with tears(because of the things we choose to forgo) is a form of courage.  
Our fantasies previously, our forgiveness afterwards, 
We forgo it to recover from the wounds they have caused.
Don't say that you miss me, because I would succumb (to temptations).

Our fantasies previously, our forgiveness afterwards, 
We forgo it to recover from the wounds they have caused.
Don't say that you miss me, because I would succumb (to temptations).

In the luxury of time, blossoming our impossibilities, 
What do we actually expect out of this?
And, what are with left with? 
All said, I really, sincerely, hope that you'll listen to the entire song without any distractions.

Please come and look for me before your dance, if possible. (:

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