“Niji no Kanata ni” Original Japanese Song sung by Reona, English Lyrics Translated and Sung by Mewsic
“🎵🎶It’s red, so red, like tarnished rust
It flows, it flows, the colors run
And here I stand, I’m broken down, so tainted, so trapped, so lost
My heart, my heart, my empty soul
Was hurt, so hurt, and never whole
But you, oh you, will save me from this sin, this pain, I hope…
I’ll say goodnight, perhaps I’ll see you once again.
Evermore, evermore, this colossal hole fills my chest
Even time doesn’t matter, it’s painful, so painful
And it cuts, and it cuts, cleaving straight through into my soul
Is this all that remains in my heart?
What you left behind…
It grows, just like, a lion’s mane
But then, it fades, as courage wanes
And now, I know, you were the one who made me weak today
And even though you’ll see me smile, I’ll laugh and wave, then say goodbye
I’ll hide my trembling inside
as my legs shake, then give out.
Evermore, evermore, I kept wishing I could be strong
But inside I’ll hide, I’m so scared, I’m just so scared!
Even so, I’ll move on, I won’t waste this gift you left me
But I hope you won’t see just how weak I am inside.
Now I can’t see a thing, I can’t hear anything,
I can’t say a word, am I just a scarecrow that’s stranded here?
And tell me why this pain, or why everything, is still here,
and haunting when it should have ended.
Evermore, evermore, I assumed my heart would stay cold,
But it’s starting to melt, and it’s burning, it’s burning
I will go, oh I’ll go, to the place I know I should be
But the rainbow’s other side isn’t for me,
It’s fine, I know I’ll see you in the end
But until we meet again
Sleep in peace until then.🎶🎵”
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Some years ago a lady brought to the Royal Scottish Museum in Edinburgh a trout covered with a fine coat of white fur. It was pleasingly mounted on a wooden shield and was labelled as follows:
FUR BEARING TROUT
Very Rare
Caught while trolling in Lake Superior off Gros Cap, Near Sault Ste. Marie, district of Algoma. It is believed that the great depth and the extreme penetrating coldness of the water in which these fish live has caused them to grow their dense coat of (usually) white fur. Mounted by ROSS C. JOBE, Taxidermist of Sault Ste. Marie, Ont.
Visiting the museum to find out more about her unique fish, the lady was told that it was undoubtedly a trout (either brown or brook) and that its fine white coat was undoubtedly from a rabbit, whereupon she immediately presented the fish to the museum. She had bought this fake in good faith which indicates that the idea of a fur-bearing trout did not seem outlandish to her.
―Stanley Peter Dance, Animal Fakes & Frauds, 1976
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