Yak, halo minna san, sori gue udah jarang ngisi blog lagi, inet mulai lagi dan...you know deh.
Jadi, gue dengan bangga mempersembahkan...
Yea, gue tau, gue agak berlebihan, tetapi, sumpah gue bener-bener rindu sama komunitas S4, anak-anaknya yang luarbiasa gaje, nggak jelas asal usulnya but I enjoy hanging out with them. Senzai, Shin, Rikku...And a lot of them. Dan...Setelah gue bekerja lembur sama si Stanley, ngurusin forum, benahin forum, S4 Second Generation siap diluncurkan :D
Gue seneng banget sumpah!! Sambil browsing, gue sering bernostalgia pas masih di AARP dulu, beneran sumpah gue rindu banget, meskipun itu forum udah diformat total, message ilang semua, tapi gue masih sering kunjungin sama log in. Yah, sumpah rindu banget gue, saat-saat gue begadang cuma buat chat geje sama anggota AARP, Kouyou, Shin, Stanley, dan kawan-kawan.
Link forum diatas itu forum RP S4 Second Generation, kalau anak anak S4 yang lama mau ikutan silakan, dan jangan lupa baca rules-nya xD
Dan...Sekarang lagi-lagi gue mau nyinggung tentang old PLI.
Jadi...Gue udah lupa kapan, gue, Rose dkk janjian OL bareng di PLI lama.
Uh sumpah nostalgic banget, sayang fellow member banyak yang nggak ikut.
Yang online tuh gue, Yuryur, Ame (yang mau dicrossdress lagi =)) ) Rose, Has, Hana, dkk =)) Sumpah gue rindu banget hahahahahaha
Dan sekarang...Gue persembahnkan retranslation dari EXEC_HARMONIOUS/. mwahahaha /slapped
EXEC_HARMONIOUS/.
Sung by Mir - Ar Tonelico: Melody of Elemia
Faura yerwe murfan anw sol ciel.
The little bird chirps its feeling to the world
Faura sonwe murfan anw sol ciel ee.
The little bird sings its praise to the world
Ridalnae sol ciel yanyaue manaf.
Irreplaceable world, and the valuable life
Presia yasra lusye enclone anw omnis.
Wish that gentle light would wrap everything
Faura selena anw Metafalica.
The little bird play the Song of Hope
Was ki ra revatail whou Metafalica crushue, mule,
The Reyvateil who craft the Song of Hope, Mir
presia kiafa sarla mea.
Please listen to my song
Presia firle sarla mea.
Please feel my song
Van fandel viega heighte mea,
Even the thousand sword wound me
van fandel wis lurrea,
Even if there is thousand fear
van fandel crudea ousye,
Even if thousand suffering fall onto me
van fandel deleir ousye,
Even if thousand disaster fall onto me
van fandel gauzewiga der lamenza,
Even if there are thousand despair and griefs
was ki ra tasyue eterne sarla yor.
I shall concentrate and offer my eternal song to you
Alroetsue kierre iem,
The atonement in this moment
fandel zadius, hierle melifan, iem endia.
Thousand hatred, sad history ends now
Was ki ra revatail whou Metafalica crushue, mule,
The Reyvateil who craft the Song of Hope, Mir
presia kiafa sarla mea.
Please listen to my song
Presia yehar zadius rum ferada yor der sarla mea.
Please unleash the flame of hatred dwell inside you with my song
Presia metafalica rifaien tou yor sphilar.
Please ressurect the Song of Hope in your mind
Faura yerwe murfan anw sol ciel.
The little bird chirps its feeling to the world
Faura sonwe murfan anw sol ciel ee.
The little bird sings its praise to the world
Faura yerwe wis enclone tou marta.
The little bird's chirp is warped in its mother
Faura sonwe murfan anw fatele.
The little bird's song to its father
Ridanlnae ture inferiare manaf.
Irrepleaceable bonds of beloved existence
Presia briyante enclone anw sol ciel.
Wish the voices of joy warps the world
Faura selena anw Metafalica.
The little bird plays the Song of Hope.
The little bird chirps its feeling to the world
Faura sonwe murfan anw sol ciel ee.
The little bird sings its praise to the world
Ridalnae sol ciel yanyaue manaf.
Irreplaceable world, and the valuable life
Presia yasra lusye enclone anw omnis.
Wish that gentle light would wrap everything
Faura selena anw Metafalica.
The little bird play the Song of Hope
Was ki ra revatail whou Metafalica crushue, mule,
The Reyvateil who craft the Song of Hope, Mir
presia kiafa sarla mea.
Please listen to my song
Presia firle sarla mea.
Please feel my song
Van fandel viega heighte mea,
Even the thousand sword wound me
van fandel wis lurrea,
Even if there is thousand fear
van fandel crudea ousye,
Even if thousand suffering fall onto me
van fandel deleir ousye,
Even if thousand disaster fall onto me
van fandel gauzewiga der lamenza,
Even if there are thousand despair and griefs
was ki ra tasyue eterne sarla yor.
I shall concentrate and offer my eternal song to you
Alroetsue kierre iem,
The atonement in this moment
fandel zadius, hierle melifan, iem endia.
Thousand hatred, sad history ends now
Was ki ra revatail whou Metafalica crushue, mule,
The Reyvateil who craft the Song of Hope, Mir
presia kiafa sarla mea.
Please listen to my song
Presia yehar zadius rum ferada yor der sarla mea.
Please unleash the flame of hatred dwell inside you with my song
Presia metafalica rifaien tou yor sphilar.
Please ressurect the Song of Hope in your mind
Faura yerwe murfan anw sol ciel.
The little bird chirps its feeling to the world
Faura sonwe murfan anw sol ciel ee.
The little bird sings its praise to the world
Faura yerwe wis enclone tou marta.
The little bird's chirp is warped in its mother
Faura sonwe murfan anw fatele.
The little bird's song to its father
Ridanlnae ture inferiare manaf.
Irrepleaceable bonds of beloved existence
Presia briyante enclone anw sol ciel.
Wish the voices of joy warps the world
Faura selena anw Metafalica.
The little bird plays the Song of Hope.
~Fou ki ra reen rre sos ciel hymme sarla oz soare~
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