Title: Behind Blue Eyes
Characters: Germany (cited: Italy, Japan)
Genre: Song-fic , introspective, melancholy
Rating: Yellow
Warnings: OOC Presence of
Chapters: 1 / 1
In progress: No.
A / N: here I am again! After a long time, I was able to resume writing a FanFiction!
This story was written by jet last night, when by chance I was browsing through my files to Word, and so I became aware of the presence in my stories of this song, titled "Behind Blue Eyes."
So I took the text and I left these words to make my fic.
The full story should be set in World War II, and his intent is to tell the feelings of Germany.
Be careful, though. With this fic, you absolutely want to take up the defense of the current government in those years in Germany, or you want to enhance. On the other hand, I think, in that case there would be to write something else. Germany or an arrogant, heedless of danger and very self-confident and extremely confident in what he does.
But this is not the subject of my story. In fact Here we describe a very OOC Germany, in the sense that we find it very torn between her duties as a nation and the actions they would rather do.
as a nation, we can not oppose the will of those governing it, but it feels a little 'out of place "when he is ordered to make gestures very bloody.
So that's what I wanted to express in this story. ( but I have to ask: why do I imagine Germany always that way? o_o)
The person speaking is Italy, which is the one who Hetalia is his only friend. And it is perhaps the only one who really taught him the deeper meaning of life * \u0026lt;- nonsense XDD *
The song above is called "Behind Blue Eyes" and is sung by the group "The Who". For those who would like to hear (in fact, we highly recommend listening to this song while reading) can find it here .
Well, at this point seems superfluous to say the least.
I hope you enjoy reading!
Behind blue eyes .
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes [1]
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
I know.
I understand how it feels to be hated by all.
After all, the world ... Now I'm the bad guy.
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
I understand that.
I know that I hate you so much for what I'm doing.
Your best friend would never come to that. And you're right about this.
No one knows what it's like
To feel These feelings
Like I do
And I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
For you I was the best and only friend .
Since when did you realize that every action I perform is dictated only by madness, you moved away from me abruptly.
And from that day I ask myself: why ... just thou hast done?
I hate you for this, really. I hate you.
I curse you, because you were my only ally in the world. Not in military or political sense, but in the sense affective .
But my dreams
They Are not as empty
As My Conscience Seems To Be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
You were really the only one who could understand everything I did, every day.
But now ... I was alone.
Japan is far away and you, yourself, you were the only person who was always beside me ... you're blown away.
Like a bird that has finally figured out how to spread their wings to fly.
When my fist clenches , crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
know, only now I realize that your presence is necessary for my existence.
You taught me how to distinguish good from evil.
But suddenly I forgot about this ... fundamental concept. And I ruined my life forever. The life of everyone, and that of my people.
If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
If only I could forgive me for how I acted and for what I did, and will return to me ...
... please ...
Teach how to do it again to atone for my sins, and finally achieve salvation.
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.
Notes:
[1] "Blue Eyes" can ; mean either "Sad eyes" and "Blue Eyes". This is one of the reasons why I have this picture easily associated with the protagonist. ^ _ ^
And look what I found about it on Angolotesti:
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;* pun: blue may refer to either the color blue, is the sadness, in this case is an adjective placed next to the word eye, and then has a dual meaning: "sad man behind blue eyes blue">>
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