#melancoly sea

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[leflaneurbrutalistedefees]

A very warm welcome to everyone! This is my new humble lil' art account, where I will (on a roughly weekly basis) post drawings (and associated story snippets) from my fictional universe, "The Soft and Echoing Vortices" (subject to revision because I am indecisive as fuck).

Below is an extract from the story this came from:

"As she had predicted, the sensors did not allow Johannes to sleep.

He had spent so long setting all of these mechanisms with Bondarchevsky that he could tell from the sounds what was happening to the lighthouse — when a wave would start climbing, he could hear crackled humming from the wires carrying near their load capacity, as they sent pressure readings upwards to the control room, metallic clacking from above as the pendulum regulating the light’s rotation speed adjusted itself, then thud, thud, thud went the sensors placed below the stairs, facing the waves outside, as they each re-adjusted themselves to their normal position after being pushed by the wave.

It should have all been silent, just like the new nuclear generator — any noise was a mistake they had made; wires carrying too close to capacity, sensors not well-fitted enough scraping against the walls, chains rolled with little knots in them. These signals went through his nerves, he felt everything the circuits felt ..."

If you'd like to read the whole story, you can do so here: https://www.industryoxford.com/trouble

This story was inspired by the Aniva lighthouse on the Eastern coast of Russia, which in the 60s was fitted to be entirely automated, using nuclear power to ensure it could hypothetically go on without ever needing human intervention. After the fall of the Soviet Union, it fell into disrepair and was looted. It has now been left to decay. For more of my art, check out my instagram

[lucius-the-sinful]

9 ship songs

@omgkalyppso tagged me to post 9 songs for one or more ships! I think this will probably become multiple posts over my various blogs because I Have A Lot to Talk About. For my first post I'll start with my most recent brain worm: my OC Galethor and Astarion (full playlist appropiately titled killing and maiming). Songs aren't in any particular order other than what I listened too first when making this list, lol.

tagging any and all who wish to participate <3

9. On Melancoly Hill by Gorillaz

Are you here with me? Just looking out on the day Of another dream Well you can't get what you want But you can get me So let's set out to sea, love 'Cause you are my medicine When you're close to me

I'll try my best to avoid Astarion romance spoilers but both Galethor and Astarion being survivors of extreme abuse and after everything is over they are completely unsure of themselves... Other than they know they need each other.

8. Something Real by Post Malone

No cover fee At the gates of hell, no VIP Everybody waits in line So give me somethin' I can feel Light a cigerette just so I can breath Give me somethin', somethin' real

Act 2, Hug Scene. Thats really all you need to know.

7. Honey Whiskey by Nothing But Thieves

I think I better go before I try something I might regret I might regret But if you wanna free your body tonight Its our secret, its our secret

Act 1, Goblin Party. Galethor doesn't do well with large parties or with alcohol (both bring up traumatic memories). So when Astarion proposes getting away from it all, Galethor eagerly takes it.

6. Feeling Sorry for Us by Vegetables

Sad eyes in front of you And frozen arms around your neck If only there were something to find But I need my wounds cured So do you mind my staying here

Galethor feels pretty insecure in their relationship at times, he tends to disassociate. He thinks far to much about how messy things are. Astarion hasn't always been the best partner, but I think given their very similar trauma, Galethor could never confide in anyone else. No one else understands him like Astarion does.

5. Sing To Me by Missio

Its like all day my vanity is for sale Take it away, my head is in my own hell Sing to me, I am not doing well

Chose this one for similar reasons with the previous song.

4. The Valley of the Pagans by Gorillaz

Its so convincing, but something is missing The sun is kissing on my face and erasing my doubts I'm going out with a bang And the fangs of a parasite I'm feeling alright

Galethor is a bit of a sado-masochist and likes to be fed on, okay. Next.

3. Can You Feel My Heart by Bring Me The Horizon

I'm scared to get close, and I hate being alone I long for that feeling to not feel at all The higher I get, the lower I'll sink I can't drown my demons they know how to swim

I think its fair to say that Galethor had just as much trouble opening up as Astarion did. Their relationship was extremely rocky in the beginning, but they never gave up on each other.

2. Trouble by Adam Jensen

Baby, you should look the other way Forget my name, 'cause I'm no good for you Is it living or dying that makes me afraid? Or is it that I know my soul can't be saved?

Not gonna lie, not sure if this is more about Astarion or Galethor. Their relationship is always teetering on the edge, where they know they cannot live without one another but that anything could tip them over the edge into catastrophic ruin.

1. Dead Inside by Younger Hunger

I'm all talk with a thorn in my side I got a real big heart that I'm willing to hide You ask me what I want from life I said to make a lot of money and feel dead inside

Charlatans. The both of them. Whenever Galethor tells lies and spreads misinformation I can see Astarion behind him, biggest heart eyes known to man. They can be a little toxic, as a treat.

[fotografoperduto]

[wisteriabloomz]

Leave me in the deepest of forests

So that I can scream, and howl and weep

So that I can water the trees with the salty teardrops that would pour endlessly

At least my suffering and sorrow would not bother a living soul. At least I will be on my own.

Leave me in the deepest of seas

So that I can see what would drown me first, the giant waves of sorrow or the currents of underwater tempest

So that I can taste the salty waters that are not my own

Leave me at the highest of mountains

Where life freezes, so that my tears form glaciers that would stay frozen for a thousand years. So that the icy winds burn my skin. So that I can measure the tragedy of this life cursed upon me.

Leave me in the eye of the storm

So that I don’t have to do the daunting task of moving myself. So that the breakneck winds tear me apart skin to bones, chew me off and spit me away as an unsavoury piece of meat.

Just leave me...

[dinographs]

« The Bitter Earth / On The Nature Of Daylight » de Dinah Washington, Max Richter & Clyde Otis

« Le temps passe, et il fait tourner la roue de la vie comme l'eau celle des moulins. » — Marcel Pagnol

En ce moment, je subis des changements qui déplacent foncièrement les axes de ma vie. Cette chanson est parfaite pour l'esprit du jour ; je regarde en arrière les bons et mauvais moments qui jalonnent mon existence et vois tout ce qu'il me reste. Je constate avec amertume que j'ai perdue beaucoup, et ce pour toujours et à jamais, mais je dois continuer.

Mes souvenirs et mes sentiments sont comme les coquillages sur une plage : battus et délaissés sur le rivage pour être finalement emportés par les vagues jusqu'au fond de la mer.

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Good bye Hawaï, hello fall

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Melancholy

By Sabry Ardore

[shoqjaartiste]

... along with the waves, the sea brings the memories ...

[wellntruly]

Because you all liked the bops: 

Only the ~tunes~ from The Young/New Pope

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Kissing Disease, Melodium |  Nice to Turin, Land Observations | Holy / Sacred, Susanna | 4.5 Bourrées, Peter Gregson | Bluebird, Lane 8, Anderholm | Voiello Soul, Lele Marchitelli | Senza Un Perché, Nada | Sick of Fish, Mico Muhly, Teitur | Blues from an Airplane, Jefferson Airplane | 6.2 Allemande, Peter Gregson | Night Sun, Richard J. Birkin | Should I, Arum Rae | Hair, Lele Marchitelli | Blend, Aldous Harding | Melancolie, Peppino Di Capri | Rising Water, Andrew Bird | Them, Nils Frahm | missing, Plaid | Show Talked Windows, Sumie | If Only My Heart Were Wide Like the Sea, Bruno Bavota | Come and See, Lean Year | 5.3 Courante, Peter Gregson | Pulaski at Night, Andrew Bird | Call, Julianna Barwick | Era de maggio, Roberto Murolo | Sir John, Lele Marchitelli | Southend After Everyone Has Left, Soft Error | Hallelujah, Jeff Buckley | Lamentate: Lamentabile, Arvo Pärt | Non dimenticar le mie parole, Trio Lescano | Fueled, Isan | Three, Lily Allen | Lullabye For Christie, Dirty Three | Ever Had A Little Faith?, Belle & Sebastian | Passengers, Bruno Bavota | Time, Angelo De Augustine  | 1.4 Sarabande, Peter Gregson

[art-now-italy]

The placid seas of melancoly, Claudio Coltura

Spray on canvas

https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-The-placid-seas-of-melancoly/720154/2098849/view

[disappearing-rose]

Heyya darling! Such a cool non-US ask game, so here a bunch of numbers for you: 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 13, 16, 19, 20, 26, 28 (just wanna know your favourites, I kow your country has plenty of beautiful, beautiful nature :P) xoxo, - alexa

Ahh, Alexa, honey, thank you so much for the ask!❤ Now, this is a long one so *cracks knuckles* brace yourselves.

1. Favorite place in your country?

Well, my favorite place would have to be the island I live on. I like places where you are close to nature, with trees and mountains and, most importantly, the sea. So my home island is definitely my favorite place in Norway, by far. No place like home, right? ;-)

2. Prefer spending your holidays in your country or abroad?

Hmm... a little bit of both. The only time we really travel is during the summer holidays. For example, right now I'm in Crete, boiling and wanting to shed my own skin, it's so fucking hot. But sometimes we've just driven down to Oslo to spend a couple of days there, exploring our capital. But during Easter and Christmas we stay at home. So while I like getting out of the country sometimes, I always look forward to going back home. In case you can't tell already, I'm a home body;-)

4. Favorite dish specific for your country?

Does Grandiosa (Norwegian frozen pizza brand) count? We don't eat much traditional food in my family, but one of the weirdest and coolest to tell people about is "smalahove" ( boiled sheep's head with eyes and (sometimes) the brain intact. And everything is eaten).

5. Favorite song in your native language?

Ooh, I like both "God Morgen, Min Kjære" (Good Morning, My Love) by Benny Borg, though I listen to Hanne Sørvaag's version the most, and Sissel Kyrkjebø's "Se Ilden Lyse" which also has an English version, "Fire In Your Heart". It was the song for the 1994 Olympics in Lillehammer and they are both beautiful. "God Morgen, Min Kjære" always makes me emotional and "Se Ilden Lyde" makes me patriotic and long for the winter and snow.

7. Three words from your native language that you like the most?

Kjærleik (love), the nynorsk version of the bokmål word 'kjærlighet'.

Æva (enternity), the nynorsk version of the bokmål word 'evighet'.

Melankoli (melancoly).

(For reference, we have two written languages in Norway: nynorsk and bokmål. Nynorsk is based the dialects around villages and places/ islands away from the city, like where I live, and bokmål is based on the Danish language and how they spoke in upper class Oslo in the 1800's. They also have bokmål- like dialects in eastern Norway today. The words are spelled and pronounced differently, but the meanings are the same, in Norwegian and English).

8. Do you get confused with other nationalities? If so, which ones and by whom?

We often get confused by Americans ( I think, but don't take my word for it) as being Swedish, as some think that Norway is the capital of Sweden. Though, if you wanna get technical, we used to be in a union with Sweden, from ca. 1814 to 1905, after they won us from Denmark.

Psst! I recommend you read up on Norwegian history, especially from around the middle ages to the present day, it's SUPER interesting!

9. Which of your neighboring countries would you like to visit most/ know best?

I'd love to visit Russia and learn their language, I think it's so beautiful. I'd also like to visit Sweden, as my great- great- grandfather was from Sweden and I'd like to improve my Swedish as well.

10. Most enjoyable swear word in your native language?

"Faen!" It means "damn" in English, but in Norwegian it's actually a fancier word/name for Satan/ the devil. I also like the phrase "faen i helvete", which litterally means 'the devil in hell" and I use it quite frequently.

11. Favorite native writer/poet?

I love Henrik Ibsen to death! There is a reason why people call him the second best writer to ever live, after Shakespeare.

13. Does your country (or family) have any specific superstitions or traditions that might seem strange to outsiders?

We probably have a few, but the only one that comes to mind is that we don't open our Christmas presents on Christmas Day/ Boxing day morning. In stead, on Christmas Eve, we dress up all fine, you know, dresses and suitpants and shirts, and eat Christmas dinner. Then we gather together and one person gets up, read out the labels on the presents and hand them out to the person they are for. And then, when everyone has gotten their presents, we open them together, not one by one. Then we have dessert later and enjoy family time. Sometimes it's just my immediate family, sometimes it's my entire mother's side as well.

16. Which stereotype about your country you hate the most and which one you somewhat agree with?

Ohh, this is a good question. There are quite a few that I hate, and it's difficult to pick just one. The one about polar bears roaming free in the streets is one that always irks me, but is also funny. (BTW, they don't, at least not in the main land. The only polar bears that exists in Norway is on Svalbard, an island very north of Norway.) Or the one about everyone being tall, blonde and blue-eyed, which is not the case. (Yes, I'm blonde, but I'm 5' 4" and my eyes are green).

Another one is that people consider us rude. That is not the case. We consider it polite to not unnecessarily bother a stranger with, for example, small talk and we just respect other people's personal space. It doesn't mean we are cold or rude.

However, I do somewhat agree with the fact that we are a 'cold' people, just not in the way people think. We are very... introverted, I suppose you could say. For example, we don't ask strangers for help unless we absolutely have to and we generally avoid sitting next to people on the buss, prefering to sit alone. And we don't randomly go up to people we don't know and strike up a conversation about the weather, which is why we might seem a little frazzled when strangers/ tourists ask us questions or for directions. We just prefer our own space and company. But we are a very, very polite people who are happy to help, despite our perhaps confused exterior, and who smile quite a bit. Sure, you might run into some grumpy people, but who hasn't had a bad day in their life?

19. Do you like your country's flag and/or emblem? What about the national anthem?

🎶Det er Norge i rødt, hvitt og blått!🎶 I love our country's flag, it always make me exited to see it during the Olympics or while walking around the streets in other countries. I love our national anthem as well! The lyrics, written by the wonderful Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson, contains so much love for our country and describes it so well. The melody, I have to admit, is a little slow and melancolic- sounding compared to other nations', but I can't imagine it being any other way, nor do I want to!

20. Which sport is The Sport in your country?

Many, many, maaany people will say soccer, and I suppose they are right, as it is the sport with the most supporters and what they talk about the most. Personally though, I prefer handball, mostly because it's a sport at which our national team is actually good at. Our women's team has won both the European Championships and World Championship several times through the years. Has the soccers teams ever done that? Yeah, I don't think so, my friend.

26. Does your nationality get portrayed in Hollywood/American media? What do you think about the portrayal?

I don't think so, at least not a lot. And if they do I think they often portray us as barbaric Vikings, stupid blondes, or bad at English. And I've never seen an American movie/ tv- show where they portray someone Norwegian, so I don't really know what I think about it.

28. Does your country have a lot of lakes, mountains, rivers? Do you have favorites?

If anyone has ever seen photos of litterally anywhere in Norway, you'll know that we have the most stunningly beautiful nature. Tall, strong mountains, long, winding rivers, big lakes you can swim in, deep, long fjords, small waterfalls. Norway is full of nature and the nature alone is worth a visit. As for favorites, I can't choose as I barely seen it all, but the Geiranger fjord is gorgeous, though packed with tourists and cruise ships in the summer, but its beauty never fails to amaze me, espacially from a high vantage point.

PS: If you are ever going to visit Norway, I suggest getting out of the big towns like Oslo, Bergen and Trondheim, as the most stunning nature is along the roads, highways and smaller towns. Also, most of our fjords are situated along the entire west coast, so be prepared to take ferry boats to cross them.

[hell-heron]

The mighty crusaders 1957 - Liveblog

First of all this is a terrible title, second can't believe this is really the only adaptation available. I really have been spoiled by all the previous classics-related obsessions. But yeah, because I hate myself I decided to watch this extremely weird and unfaithful movie, thankfully not mute nor black and white but in English and unsubbed so I'll try I guess 

- We open on a war council. Goffredo is good, Rinaldo is a fuckin brat, nothing new. Then we cut to Tancred leading his troops + war prisoners back to the camp. Tancredi is cute enough, he's slightly mean to Erminia bc when a Muslim soldier tries to escape he blames her saying she should have prevented him and save his life which?? How?? But overall he's nice enough, which is important because really so many girls fall for him just because he's pretty, honorable, nice and overall boyfriend goals. Erminia just gives him an half smile before being scolded by some old man for fraternizing with the enemy but oh well. Erminia's character is actually quite well presented. She has a very melancoly line about how for a soldier life as a prisoner is worth nothing, but she as a woman has no such pride which really feels like something she might say in the poem. Going back to Tancredi, because he is nice, he allows a groups of Muslim (?) merchants to spend the night in their camp under his protection. Among the merchants is Clorinda, in incognito, who Erminia calls the daughter of King of Persia (No???). She and Tancred banter a little with the usual "This is no place for a woman" "I'm used to danger" schtik. Obviously everyone involved is snow-white but whatever, its the fifties

- "You should not trouble your pretty head with matters of war" and then he asks her out to dinner... Tancredi... It turns out Clorinda actually wanted this to get the battle plans, which is...weird bc why would you send the famous warrior literally everyone knows to spy? But she says only Erminia will recognize her and she won't snitch... cut to Erminia snitching. Slander, bc Erminia takes seven years to make any decision and she and Clorinda are bros but fine I guess. At least she asks him not to harm her. Also Tancredi has a tiger skin hung in his tent which miiiiight be foreshadowing but I'm sure Clorinda will not get to wear her awesome tiger helmet so whatevs. The costumes are pretty nice tbh, I love Erminia's dress. Less Tancredi's sparkly emerald green doublet but eh.

- The dinner date is HORRIFYING Movie Tancredi: "A woman with your elegance is wasted in battle. You were born to help man live not to let them die" Poem Tancred: *sees Clorinda* "We don't have to fight here is my chest for you stab you I'm glad to die if it's you my heart is already yours take it out would you like me to take my plate off so it's easier baby I'm all' yours"

- "It was not my choice to be the only child of the King of Persia but I have my duties" HELLO???? "Your words are strange for a soldier" "What, because I have the needs of a man?" AAAAAAAH The two dumbasses remember that if they meet again it will be in war and there is a brief pissing contest where he slashes stuff open and she throws knives around, which is a welcome reprieve.

- Random guy: "We were waiting for your arrival to give the final assault" Tancredi: "Don't be overconfident, my arrival won't make it any easier" Away from Clorinda he sounds vaguely more like himself. Though they are equally good Rinaldo is the action hero, not Tancred and that is important. Passing on the Christian side, Clorinda looks way better in armor and badass red cloak than in a dress, though still no tiger imagery to be seen, Olindo and Sofronia look like they're out a terrible R&J movie, Clorinda proposes to trade them for Erminia (who is here the king's niece) which is a concept the learnt from Tancredi apparently bc no one else knows how war works.

- We meet Argante. He's bald and a dick but has an interesting moustache. He and Clorinda have a chat. Clorinda: "I'm sure you would kill and woman in your captivity who denied you her favors". Because that's you talk about your best friends. Argante: "You refused to marry me and I didn't kill you." Yup. I would like to say "Ugh, the fifties." But frankly what I really must say is "Where has all the willingness to let men and women be purely platonic close friends gone in the last 4 centuries" because it's not like it's any better now. Pity because their relationship in the poem was so lovely. OH WAIT no so Clorinda is BETHROTHED to Argante by her father, the king of Persia, who is a person that exists and raised Clorinda, his actual daughter, alright, but the marriage will only be valid if celebrated on free land, so he will have to wait until Jerusalem is, uh, delivered. Argante then says something about if she leave him for another man it will be trouble -FORESHADOWING

- Tancredi: "You can return to your people! Aren't you happy?!" Erminia: *sobs*. Cut to her, who famously is an oversensitive, tormented shy nerd who understandably is conflicted about her feelings and keeps everything to herself, babbling everything to Clorinda, saying he would have been hers had Clorinda not come along. Clorinda is not amused. Then an harem dancer with a terrible accent announces Argante. We can see, unlike Tancredi, Argante is a dick because, unlike Tancredi, he is glad Clorinda is a worthy fighter and considers her an equal. Also because he's the only visibly darkskinned person despite being probably the one with less reason, being from *googles* the Northern Dead Sea area. Also Clorinda "I didn't get enough melee fighting today, must compensate with arson" is """"tired of fighting"""". Yeah. Poem Argante: No, no, thy fellow have I been in arms/And will be still, in praise, in death, in harms Movie Argante: "If you don't love me its the same thing as if you despised me He also suspects Clorinda might fancy a Christian, but changes the subject and proposes a plan to kill Rinaldo. Meanwhile Rinaldo, who is Tancredi's best bro and absolutely not a reckless teenage nuisance, is bantering with the aforementioned as a messanger announces Argante's attack. Battle scene. Irrelevant stuff happens, they do NOT kill Rinaldo, but Tancredi and Clorinda (who now wears a badass leopard skin tunic) meet. He disarms her way too easily and asks her to promise he'll leave fighting to the warriors and stop endangering herself. She tries to set him up with Erminia to get rid of him, no use. He keeps insisting on his love, she demures, they kiss, she goes away but he said he won't give up on her.

 - They celebrate a funeral for some dude named, I shit you not, Dudone and Rinaldo swears revenge. This person was killed by Argante with a blue steel sword taken from a murdered Christian and a big deal is made of it but it's absolutely not, to my memory, in the poem so?? Rinaldo and Goffredo fight because Goffredo is not enough of a dumb reckless bitch, apparently. Cut to Argante shit talking Rinaldo. My boy never disappoints. The king (I know this is not a dumb movie thing but I can't bear to call him Aladin) proposes to use Armida, witch slash seductress in hot flowy sleeves, to sow discord. Argante says women in war are only useful if they know how to fight like Clorinda. Armida has a surprisingly feminist speech affirming the contrary. Clorinda, who was introduced to us as an undercover spy, says it would be unfair to use such deceitful means, the king says Armida is not a warrior and she's not honest (rude) so no other way, she goes

- Armida, all in virginal white but tiddies out, goes to Rinaldo who is disputing with Gernando who will take Dudone"s army. "Your great generosity is known even to us" EHM.... She gives a slightly different story but to the same effect, that she turned Christian so now Aladin is persecuting her native town of Damascus and the Crusaders have to help them. Rinaldo compelled by chivalry and the power of pussy accepts but no one listens to him. I can't understand if Tancredi is present or not because all the dudes look alike to me. I can set apart Rinaldo just because he is dressed in white to emphasize his nonexistent youth. More drama goes on, Rinaldo kills Gernando way too ungruesomely, but he will be mourned because he had style. We lose Tancredi trying to Relate To The Youth providing Rinaldo with unsolicited advice, instead he just advises him to run away.

- Clorinda talks to Erminia and says she doesn't want to fight because the enemy is too virtuous and generous... again? This is really not how it goes, neither of the too really gets a lesson about peace from falling in love. This is not Romeo and Juliet, it's not a completely senseless feud, it is a war that by Tasso's point of view being a guy in a religious crisis writing during the counter-reform, needs to be fought and, on both sides, is virtuous. That's why the love is tragic and doomed. But whatevs. Someone snitches about her feelings at Argante, Argante snitches at Aladin and requests to fight Tancredi in single combat. The duel is boring and they both fight dirty in an out of character fashion. I changed my mind about Erminia, she's so fucking bratty and horribly butchered. Then she gets her illumination (obviously no monologuing about her femininety and powerlessness bc why valorize the nice moment of real empathy and sensitivity from a male author) puts on Clorinda's armor and goes to look for Tancred. She's chased away, Tancred goes to look for her, he finds out about Armida's trap. Things go a bit different for Erminia than in the poem, instead of finding the shepherds she joins the Christian camp and then Piero, the priest, sends her to to the shepherds. Clorinda (horrifyingly) gives Tancredi information to find Rinaldo so he goes away telling no one. The discussion with Argante re: postponing the duel happens and Raymond, bless the old man, is appropriately badass. Argante botches the treaty and the king insults him, though in the poem he was like this kindly old man who kept hugging the warriors in inappropriate moments

- Cut to Armida's palace with beautiful visuals, horrifyingly skinny harem dancers and HUGE dubcon undertones by Armida to Rinaldo but I still like her, though any real magic and wonder is completely stripped from the whole situation. Tbh I'm not invested in this plotline enough to bitch much.Tancredi sneaks in and lasts in his disguise about three seconds before starting murdering people. I might start spiteshipping him with Rinaldo, so much I dislike the situation with Clorinda. Armida hits on Rinaldo once more then lets them go.

- Clorinda: "You forget they are fighting for a cause they are dedicated to and would die for their leader without hesitation" again... so would the Muslims it's kind of the point... She and Argante have a little sweet conversation that contrasts horribly with the rest of their relationship, but her feelings are like... general presentment of dying, no thirst of glory, desire of doing more, feeling of inadequacy and everything else. Also it's HIS idea to destroy the siege tower which Ugh. I'm frankly gonna skip the siege until the duel now. It's clear that we are going to miss Erminia's time with the shepherds, the reveal about Clorinda's identity and tbh all' her beautiful relationship with her adoptive father, so che changes faith just because cute crusader is cute I guess and based on the time remaining, nothing of Tancredi's complete, poetic, heartwrenching mental breakdown either. Nice. The duel is in a nice location but all fucked up, it's not wild and energetic at all, no simbolism of it lasting dusk to dawn, none of all the raw dialogue, not even "What do you bring" "War and death" "Death and war you will have of you pray for them", no Clorinda refusing to reveal her name and claim her glory to reveal how her priorities have shifted, Tancredi recognizes Clorinda as soon as she falls so no moment where he thinks she's just some random guy but he still is moved to tears from her desire to convert and is willing to forgive her (which is imho what led Clorinda to fall in love with him). They exchange a few words but no hand holding in sign of peace which I guess wasnt necessary when it’s not the only tragic, bittersweet touch they’ll ever exchange but still :( and overall I just feel nothing. At least they don't kiss. Also I feel like there is something very compelling about Tancredi shutting in and saying nothing for the whole scene and it's lost here. Also he can't push everything inside and then let it out when Clorinda dies bc when Clorinda dies Argante comes and they duel right here so we also lose the BADASS scene of eberyone mourning Clorinda and him swearing revenge. One bright note is we get to see Tancredi dramatically fainting as he is famous for at least once, but it's from Argante's wounds, not Clorinda's, which is meh. Then Erminia finds him and there's some sort of victory celebration where Erminia and Tancredi are implied to be getting together. Yay. What the fuck happened to the Armida plotline?? Well, no matter. This is over, we have learned that being clingy and selfish but traditionally feminine gets you the man, and everyone is happy

[itranslatejapanesesongs]

SNIPER ROUGE – Mitch Murder & Satellite Young

(ESCARLATE SNIPER)

夢の中のルージュ感触

Yume no naka no ruujyu kanshoku

The rouge feeling inside a dream

O sentimento escarlate dentro de um sonho

唇から空中浮遊

Kuchibiru kara kuuchuu fuyuu

Floating in mid-air from the lips

Flutuando no céu vindo dos lábios

魂だって使わなきゃ枯れる

Tamashii datte tsukawanakya kareru

Any soul withers when it’s not put to use

Qualquer alma murcha quando não é posta a uso

世間体、過去、未来なんて構わない

Sekentei, kako, mirai nante kamawanai

Things like decency, past and future don’t matter

Coisas como decência, passado e futuro não importam

誰だって恋をしてるとおかしくなる

Dare datte koi wo shiteru to okashikunaru

Anyone who falls in love becomes a fool

Qualquer um que se apaixone se torna bobo

誰だって愛の力で自惚れる

Dare datte ai no chikara de umeboreru

Anyone is conceited with the power of love

Qualquer um é pretencioso com o poder do amor

If you're in love 瞳の奥の魔法かかる

If you’re in love, hitomi no oku no mahou kakaru

If you’re in love, the magic arrives inside your eyes

Se você está apaixonado, a magia chega dentro dos seus olhos

If you're in love愛することで優しくなる

If you’re in love, aisuru koto de yasashiku naru

If you’re in love, because of love you become gentle

Se você está apaixonado, por causa do amor você se torna gentil

目が会うたびに midnight 回想

Me ga au tabi ni midnight kaisou

Each time our eyes meet is a midnight recollection

Cada vez que nossos olhos se encontram é uma lembrança da meia noite

��暮なことは聞かないつもりよ

Yabo na koto wa kikanai tsumori yo

Tasteless things we don’t have the intention to ask

Coisas de mau gosto não temos a intenção de perguntar

本当の気持ち言語化しないで

Hontou no kimochi gengokashinai de

The true good feelings can’t be put into words

Os sentimentos bons de verdade não podem ser colocados em palavras

煌びやかの世界 美しいままでいて

Kirabiyaka no sekai utsukushii mama de ite

The gorgeous world keeps being lovely

O mundo maravilhoso continua sendo amável

誰だって恋をしているとおかしくなる

Dare datte koi wo shiteru to okashikunaru

Anyone who falls in love becomes a fool

Qualquer um que se apaixone se torna bobo

誰だって愛の力で自惚れる

Dare datte ai no chikara de umeboreru

Anyone becomes conceited with the power of love

Qualquer um se torna pretencioso com o poder do amor

If you're in love 瞳の奥の魔法かかる

If you’re in love, hitomi no oku no mahou kakaru

If you’re in love, the magic inside your eyes arrives

Se você está apaixonado, a magia dentro dos seus olhos chega

If you're in love 愛することで優しくなる

If you’re in love, aisuru koto de yasashiku naru

If you’re in love, because of love you become gentle

Se você está apaixonado, por causa do amor você se torna gentil

別れ際のキス、黄昏

Wakaregiwa no kisu, tasogare

The good-bye kiss, twilight

O beijo de despedida, crepúsculo

ワインの味がちょっとメランコリー

Wain no aji ga chotto merancori

The flavour of the wine is a bit like melancoly

O sabor do vinho é um pouco como melancolia

映画みたいだわねと私がつぶやく

Eiga mitai dawane to watashi ga tsubuyaku

“It looks like a movie” I whisper

“Parece um filme” eu sussurro

二人の想いは海より深くなる

Futari no omoi wa umi yori fukaku naru

The thoughts of both become deeper than the sea

Os pensamentos de ambos se tornam mais profundos do que o mar

誰だって果実かじれば魅了される

Dare datte kajitsu kajireba miryousareru

Anyone who bites the fruit is fascinated

Qualquer um que morde a fruta é fascinado

誰だっていつか死ぬのよ、遅すぎる

Dare datte itsuka shine no yo, ososugiru

Everyone* will die someday, it’s too late

Todo mundo* morrerá um dia, é tarde demais

If you're in love あなたの全てをものにしたい

If you’re in love, anata no subete wo mononishitai

If you’re in love, the thing I want the most is all of you**

Se você está apaixonado, a coisa que eu mais quero é tudo que é você**

If you're in love 愛に落ちれば綺麗になる

If you're in love ai ni ochireba kirei ni naru

If you’re in love, the drops of love become beautiful

Se você está apaixonado, as quedas do amor se tornam lindas

誰だって...

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誰だって (dare datte) can mean both “anyone” and “everyone”, depending on the context; the ideia is that all people are susceptible to that.

誰だって (dare datte) pode significar tanto ���qualquer um”  quanto “todo mundo”, dependendo do contexto; a ideia é que todas as pessoas estão suscetíveis aquilo.

あなたの全て (anata no subete) literally means “all that is yours”; the ideia is that “all of you” it’s the thing the person wants the most.

あなたの全て (anata no subete) literalmente significa “tudo que é seu”; a ideia é que “tudo que é você” é o que a pessoa mais deseja.