Just waiting for thunderstorm

Makoto Maruyama

Waiting for thunderstorm

Like a maiden in love

Like a sensitive boy who thinks of suicide,

It breaks down the familiar earth and sky

What remains at the root of fate?

Silence of the starry sky or the courage of dawn?

 

Just waiting for thunderstorm

It smashes everything

The bounties of terrifying angels

Fall like crystals

The honorable warriors

Are stabbed, burned and charred

Endless battle, endless honor, endless trials

The mercy of the burning angels

Keep testing us

Again, again, again

Are you ready to embrace the frozen love?

Is it possible to bloom before the apathy of the scorching heat?

Like a lily of the field

 

Just waiting for thunderstorm

It smashes everything

It doesn't destroy the city of corruption

It doesn't change the person who turned around to salt

Blue fire tests “goodness”

No one can escape the thunderstorm

The bounties of the terrifying angels

Ruthlessly pouring towards us

Family, friends,

Even hateful enemies will die

The flowers swaying in the wind don't laugh

The foolishness spreads as far as our eyes can see

Infinite battles, infinite trials, infinite sins

 

I’m alone, despaired and depressed

It will caress me for a thousand swords burning out

That the thunderstorm is coming

 

Just waiting for thunderstorm

Like a maiden in love

Like a sensitive boy who thinks of suicide

On familiar earth

Under intimate sky

It breaks all

What remains at the root of fate?

Silence of the starry sky or the courage of dawn?

In front of the silence of Prophet and the indifference of gods,

I will take the thunderstorm like a wake-up shower

Occasionally, glimmering lightning

Illuminates stubborn despair

It’s end of all adventures and experiments

It’s end of all thoughts and lawsuits

 

Like those who wait for the benefits,

Like blood in the darkness,

I will get thunderstorm

The cruel laughter of stars reached from the silence of tens of thousands of years ago,

It opens the closed cage of white pearl oyster

Goddess of Eros, beauty, and fighting

Illuminated by flowers blooming only under the night sky

She will lead people in sin and despair

In front of the silence of Prophet and the indifference of Fathers,

For the coming bloody thunderstorm

 

End of all adventures and experiments

End of all thought and war

Without even gods watching,

An apple suddenly falls and crashes,

Exposes golden vanity

 

Happy End of prayer

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  • L. B. Mek

    an intriguing read
    with precision commentary,
    thanks for sharing



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