A poem about Sorasaki Hina Sorasaki Hina, the perfect and powerful girl, A stare from her makes my feelings whirl, With her alluring charm, Even a manly man like me would squirm. A girl carrying heavy responsibilities, Also hides her vulnerabilities, Why must such a sweet girl suffer, When she can be my lover? My feelings for her are growing stronger, Can I still hide it a little longer? And I wonder, Will my hidden feelings ever reach her yonder? A date with her can only be a dream, And yet here we are, side by side near the river stream. I took a glance at the girl beside me, Sitting beneath the tree. Our eyes met, And both of us melted. Whatever can that mean? Does she think of me just like in my dream? I mustered up my courage, And to show my homage. “I love you.” I said, as the wind flew. Her hair flapped around, And her face looked like it was above the cloud. She stared at my eyes, And to my surprise, “I love you too.” Were the words that flew, That reached my ears, And it gave meaning to my existence. I hugged her and patted her head, And she accepted it with a face that looked like she was blessed. I was in a trance, And I took the chance. Our lips touched, And our cheeks flushed. To confirm the feelings we feel at each other, We continued a little longer. Minutes had passed after our feelings laid bare, I looked at my lap and she was there, Sleeping peacefully. The scene that I’m seeing was heavenly. The fondness I feel for someone, Is only for my beloved Hina. And here I end my poem, Because I’m forever broken. By the fact that she doesn’t exist UWOOOGGGHHHH
The cute daughter-wife sat before her piano. She was self-effacing even in her resplendence--a stark contrast between the light blush, not a part of her makeup, and the rest of her appearance. She looked at sensei, whose perpetual streams of tears had created a puddle on the ground. Though they couldn't see her hands, it was evident that she was nervous. Hinussy's petite frame moved with every anxious breath, almost heaving. Her eyes darted all around, in a waltz of its own from the untouched piano, to her hands, to her precious teacher, silently cheering her on with their mouthed "uuooogghs." For all the meticulously done-up hair, the gorgeous jewelry, and a beautiful gown that flowed and hugged in all the right places to grant her a breedable, ladylike air, the Gehenner still seemed unsure of herself. What was a girl to do with love indeed. In a rare moment of seriousness that was hardly seen outside of their working hours, Sensei stopped sobbing to look Hina directly in the eyes, catching her gaze with their own. She couldn't look away, no matter the shakiness in her sight. "Ganbare, Hina." Sensei confidently said, their certain smile beaming onto the girl. With one final, deep breath, Hinners hovered her hands over the piano, her eyes shut and her brows furrowed in concentration. Before she could stop herself, she played, and let the music guide her. Her emotions seeped out onto the keys, coloring every note with a potent, affectionate adoration for the adult she so treasured. Her fingers struck and flew with the elegance that she so often displayed on the battlefield, the precision and deadliness of her 7-Elixir EX Skill separated from its usually fatal context. She was not Hina, the leader of the Prefect team, and the woman upon which the weight of Gehenna academy sat. She was not Hina, the one-woman-army who was feared and revered in equal measure across all of Kivotos. Here and now, with her special audience, she was Hina in a dress, a lovestruck girl who could let her music speak what she wanted to say--what she was too shy to say: "I love you."
Younge lad, you sound a little hysterical. However, excellent interpretation of one's self-perception of this elegant scenario, that we are able to experience for ourselves.
Damn, the lyrics themselves are supposed to be inspirational. Why is the instrumental so emotional? It's making me cry. I just can't stop imagining Hina's hardships.
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A poem about Sorasaki Hina
Sorasaki Hina, the perfect and powerful girl,
A stare from her makes my feelings whirl,
With her alluring charm,
Even a manly man like me would squirm.
A girl carrying heavy responsibilities,
Also hides her vulnerabilities,
Why must such a sweet girl suffer,
When she can be my lover?
My feelings for her are growing stronger,
Can I still hide it a little longer?
And I wonder,
Will my hidden feelings ever reach her yonder?
A date with her can only be a dream,
And yet here we are, side by side near the river stream.
I took a glance at the girl beside me,
Sitting beneath the tree.
Our eyes met,
And both of us melted.
Whatever can that mean?
Does she think of me just like in my dream?
I mustered up my courage,
And to show my homage.
“I love you.”
I said, as the wind flew.
Her hair flapped around,
And her face looked like it was above the cloud.
She stared at my eyes,
And to my surprise,
“I love you too.”
Were the words that flew,
That reached my ears,
And it gave meaning to my existence.
I hugged her and patted her head,
And she accepted it with a face that looked like she was blessed.
I was in a trance,
And I took the chance.
Our lips touched,
And our cheeks flushed.
To confirm the feelings we feel at each other,
We continued a little longer.
Minutes had passed after our feelings laid bare,
I looked at my lap and she was there,
Sleeping peacefully.
The scene that I’m seeing was heavenly.
The fondness I feel for someone,
Is only for my beloved Hina.
And here I end my poem,
Because I’m forever broken.
By the fact that she doesn’t exist UWOOOGGGHHHH
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So romantic poem~!
@_Knight52 thank you! its all for hina, my beloved
The cute daughter-wife sat before her piano. She was self-effacing even in her resplendence--a stark contrast between the light blush, not a part of her makeup, and the rest of her appearance.
She looked at sensei, whose perpetual streams of tears had created a puddle on the ground. Though they couldn't see her hands, it was evident that she was nervous. Hinussy's petite frame moved with every anxious breath, almost heaving. Her eyes darted all around, in a waltz of its own from the untouched piano, to her hands, to her precious teacher, silently cheering her on with their mouthed "uuooogghs."
For all the meticulously done-up hair, the gorgeous jewelry, and a beautiful gown that flowed and hugged in all the right places to grant her a breedable, ladylike air, the Gehenner still seemed unsure of herself. What was a girl to do with love indeed.
In a rare moment of seriousness that was hardly seen outside of their working hours, Sensei stopped sobbing to look Hina directly in the eyes, catching her gaze with their own. She couldn't look away, no matter the shakiness in her sight. "Ganbare, Hina." Sensei confidently said, their certain smile beaming onto the girl.
With one final, deep breath, Hinners hovered her hands over the piano, her eyes shut and her brows furrowed in concentration. Before she could stop herself, she played, and let the music guide her.
Her emotions seeped out onto the keys, coloring every note with a potent, affectionate adoration for the adult she so treasured. Her fingers struck and flew with the elegance that she so often displayed on the battlefield, the precision and deadliness of her 7-Elixir EX Skill separated from its usually fatal context.
She was not Hina, the leader of the Prefect team, and the woman upon which the weight of Gehenna academy sat. She was not Hina, the one-woman-army who was feared and revered in equal measure across all of Kivotos.
Here and now, with her special audience, she was Hina in a dress, a lovestruck girl who could let her music speak what she wanted to say--what she was too shy to say: "I love you."
who let you cook
Younge lad, you sound a little hysterical. However, excellent interpretation of one's self-perception of this elegant scenario, that we are able to experience for ourselves.
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Damn, the lyrics themselves are supposed to be inspirational. Why is the instrumental so emotional? It's making me cry. I just can't stop imagining Hina's hardships.
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너무 듣기 좋네요!! 평소에도 틀어놔야겠다
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잘 때 듣기 좋은 브금...
자장가로 잘 듣고 있습니다
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인겜에서는 저음질?이라 그런지 약간 탁한 느낌이 컸는데, 이게 찐 메모리얼같네 감성이ㅋㅋ
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처음 들었을 때 감동적인 음색을 들어서 눈물이 났어요..
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감미로워요
😁😆
왔다 내 주크박스
원곡도 좋긴한데 편곡한게 계속 들어도 안질려서 더 좋네요
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my beloved hina ....
thank you
스타레일 If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking 해주세요!!
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레전드
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그냥 하는 말이 아닙니다.
원곡을 아득히 초월했어요.
😊😇
솔직히 지금 버전이 더 마음에 들어요
첼로와 좀 더 어레인지된 피아노 덕분에 인게임보다 좀더 풍성한 느낌이예요
the elegant, the beauty..
유용한 사실) 히나와 정실은 이음동의어라고 한다.
너무 좋네요 오모리라고 공포게임 마지막 듀엣 나올때랑 비슷한 기분이 들어요
붕괴 스타레일2.0에 나온 '애타는한가슴을 달랠 수 있다면'
도 해주실수 있나요?
내일 모레 안으로 공개됩니다
私は女子高生でヒナが大好きで、学校ではチェロを部活で演奏してます。
是非このチェロの楽譜が知りたいです…
메모리얼 때문에 노래에 집중이 안 되네요. 휴대폰 덮어두고 끝까지 다 들었습니다.
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혹시 이 pv브금 쳐 주실수 있나요? 취저인데 공식 넘버링이 않돼서 들을곳이 없어요 😢😢
현재로서는 어려울것같습니다 🥲
@@FrostPiano 🥲🥲
몽로의 꽃... 꿈길에서 본 꽃이라는 뜻일까요.. 많이 따스한 느낌이네요
히나야 내가대신폼잡고 양념올려서 먹어줄께!! 귀염둥이ㅎㅎ
❤❤❤❤
『 박수갈채 』
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어우 이뻐
😆
악보어디서 보나염 첼로로 치고 싶은디..
갈채를!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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이게 카페지
😊😇
히나 낼름
😊
グレゴリオ）いつか共に連弾したいものだ。
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