The World According to Ploy

April 10, 2009

peace………..?!?!? & RAINBOW -虹-

Filed under: Music,Sheer Insanity — by Ploy @ 6:46 pm

Ok, so it’s been a while. Perhaps a couple of months ago, if this long a period passes, I’d have been able to vent/yelled/harassed some idiot stranger. But somehow, life has been peaceful. I haven’t gotten annoyed at the rain (it’s not that I’ve grown to like it…more like I’ve just simply resigned). I haven’t fought with any idiot preteen/teenager despite the fact that it’s summer vacation for Thai schools and hence there’s a bunch of them in the Siam area. I’m already done with my credits, so I don’t have to deal with annoying professors anymore (dang, but I really feel like writing another poem on them and their strange ways). The kids I tutor are lovely, so no complaints there…

DEAR CHRIST…BUT MY LIFE IS PEACEFUL & UNEVENTFUL…holy cats…HOLY HOLY CATS. Unbelievable, at least pour moi.

I want to go bungee jumping.


Anyways, now, a song. I like the lyrics. It’s called ‘Nji’ (yeah, that Kanji) by Aqua Timez. Nice, inspirational… that I think about it maybe I should start listening to death metal instead, so maybe I’ll start feeling violent than peaceful and content.

Read and enjoy, for you might get something by Zyklon next time

It’ll be okay if you just look up
It’s okay, do you see the rainbow*?
We’re finally able to smile under the same sky

As we bend to re-tie our shoelaces, the wind pushes us forward
Let’s continue our dreams beyond the light that spills from the sky
My heart beats within my chest, hope and fear pulsate through my veins
I wonder if it’s really okay, I wonder if I can make it through it all

It’ll be okay if you just look up
It’s okay, do you see the rainbow?
It’s formed in the sky by the tears you shed
Hey, I know you can see it in the distance
I can see it too, the same rainbow as you
Our two skies now become one
We’re finally able to smile under the same sky

We were born with different skies, skies that reflect our memories
You have your own story and tears I know nothing about
I might have been smiling at the same time you were crying
There may be similar kinds of happiness, though I doubt that for sadness

Like the seasons that come and go,
Let your sad times remain sad
Don’t rush to turn them into happiness
It’s okay, I’m here for you
It’s okay, I’m not going anywhere
When it’s time to run, I’ll still run together with you

“Would that bridge form in a world without tears?”
The graffitti scrawled on the wall resembled someone’s handwriting.
You wanted to build a bridge to get away from sadness
But now, close your eyes and toss your umbrella away

It’ll be okay if you just look up
It’s okay, do you see the rainbow?
Look up in your sky that has cried all of its tears
Hey, I know you can see it shining brightly
I can see it too, just as you can
The rainbow of our bond has formed

And now
Our two skies will finally, finally become as one
And now, we start running**

*the literal translation is actually ‘seven-color rainbow’, which I think sounds simpler yet more symbolic than ‘rainbow’, but it did look awkward in type :]
**this is not an precise translation. I think it is relatively accurate, as it captures the feeling of sorts…but if I did this super-correctly I’d have typed something like ‘and we are made [by the sky] to run’..something like that, which sounds awkward. Perhaps I will read more grammar books while devouring my two boxes of Collon (the food, not the innard, which would have required only one L anyways)


March 11, 2009


Filed under: Music — by Ploy @ 1:27 am

Full of discouragement and lost in fads, I pretend to be happy as I sing.
“Run further!”
I drive myself, thoughtlessly, softly, to where the wind is blowing.
I glance back down at the road, and reget that I had time to spare, when I had enemies surrounding me on all sides.
What comes after a war is just another game
“There’s a mountain, a valley, a cliff”
The dust keeps piling up
In the middle of my endless journey, on the outskirts of that town I stopped by for a short visit,
My tired legs collapse.
I lie down and fall into my shallow sleep again.
I see that same profile over and over, I hear those same words over and over…
“Is it only me who thinks that it’s sad to just live?” she says.

The cigarette smoke floating in the air,
Fades into emptiness, to the day when you were still powerless and young.

Now, you’ve seen the sadness you didn’t need to see,
Held back tears that you didn’t need to hold back.
We’re not strong enough to keep living on just completely truthful things, but that’s ok.
Is it ok?

When I opened my eyes, it was spring and the cherry blossom-coloured wind blowing.
On the way to the faraway destination on the other side, I wonder if you were somewhere in this field of grape blossoms.
I’ll search for a white bird in this sky at this time, certainly.
And you’ll listen carefully to the ground and search for the black ants’ footsteps at the same time, right?

I tear off the clown’s disguise and stand on a a hill that the sun has forgotten.

Basking in the light of the moon, taking a deep breath,
In a world where there’s no shouting or the sound of the plates breaking.
Even without sharing warmth, life can continue,
But can’t you see? Just living is not enough for us.

The budding ground, the thick trunk, the disappearing rainbow, the passing days,
The night sky’s brightest star, the mystery of the four seasons, they teach us how to continue searching for the truth.

No matter how far we travel, at the start of life
We were all a lonely child who cried out to live and be loved.
The reason that we continue leaving “here” for somewhere else
Is because we want to realize that there is no answer anywhere else but in our hearts.


— Aqua Timez

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