Ship: Aomine Daiki/Kise Ryouta Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke Major Tags: mentions of sexual content Other Tags: angst, first person pov, songfic, chinese???, if that doesnt count pls count my english translation of the chinese lyrics i wrote as a poem _(:3/, multimedia fill Original Work:link by hyalinee Word Count: 20 lines
sorry about my singing LMAO i cant sing. the melody and the 2 italicized lines in the transcript are from the original song.
if i told you to spread our wings and with a flutter of our sleeves take to the farthest reaches of the land, a stubbornness appears in your eyes the firelight reflecting our past
there's an unspoken sorrow between us an illusion of the comings and goings of this place, this life, i've found my way to you so let me keep pretending
if, in the distant future we still don't know how far away is too far i wish you could take your longing and send it into the sky, to one day land at my window
in the past i remember the cameilla i put behind your ear i already cannot remember your fingertips on my skin
you laugh, bitter, and say the beautiful me in the painting is worth much less than the promise i made you i listen to the cry of the cicadas outside like a moth to flame we sigh, and the memories start to fade
yet the song you used to play for me still resonates
FILL: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: mentions of sexual content
Other Tags: angst, first person pov, songfic, chinese???, if that doesnt count pls count my english translation of the chinese lyrics i wrote as a poem _(:3/, multimedia fill
Original Work: link by
Word Count: 20 lines
sorry about my singing LMAO i cant sing. the melody and the 2 italicized lines in the transcript are from the original song.
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listen here (1:56)
lyrics in chinese
if i told you to spread our wings
and with a flutter of our sleeves take to the farthest reaches of the land,
a stubbornness appears in your eyes
the firelight reflecting our past
there's an unspoken sorrow between us
an illusion of the comings and goings of this place,
this life, i've found my way to you
so let me keep pretending
if, in the distant future
we still don't know how far away is too far
i wish you could take your longing
and send it into the sky, to one day land at my window
in the past i remember the cameilla i put behind your ear
i already cannot remember your fingertips on my skin
you laugh, bitter, and say the beautiful me in the painting
is worth much less than the promise i made you
i listen to the cry of the cicadas outside
like a moth to flame we sigh, and the memories start to fade
yet the song you used to play for me
still resonates