Nyctophillia 16!

link:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BtmBWrLTMZc











When I was the most beautiful - Ibaragui Noriko

In the period of my life when I was the most beautiful
The streets were crumbling with loud noises
The blue sky could be seen
from unexpected places.

In the period of my life when I was the most beautiful
A lot of people close to me died in the factory, at sea, or on the unnamed island.
I lost the opportunity to embellish myself.

In the period of my life when I was the most beautiful
No one offered me a loving gift.
Men only knew how to solve everything militarily.
And they left, heading to the front,
leaving behind pure gazes.

In the period of my life when I was the most beautiful
My head was empty
My heart was hard
and only the members in uniforms shone.

In the period of my life when I was the most beautiful
My homeland lost the war.
How can it be true?, I asked, crossing the streets /in strides
with my blouse rolled up.

In the period of my life when I was the most beautiful
Jazz flooded the radio.
I devoured the sweet foreign music.
Fading away like when I broke the prohibition /to smoke.

In the period of my life when I was the most beautiful
I was very unhappy,
very absurd
and irreparably abandoned.

That's why I decided to enjoy a long life, if allowed,
like old Rouault from France,
who painted magnificent paintings in his older age,
right?