US /ˌdɛsəˈleʃən, ˌdɛz-/
・UK /ˌdesəˈleɪʃn/
♪ Love pays no mind to desolation ♪
setting sun had left a streak of fiery red, which glared upon the desolation for an instant, like a
You do things, you accomplish things, you obtain things, but nothing ever solves it that ping disquiet unrest and desolation.
"Somehow, I could in no way dispel the feeling of utter dread and desolation," Hosono wrote.
It is love we must hold on to, never easy but we try Sometimes our happiness is captured, some have a time and place and still Love lives on inside our hearts and always will Minutes turn to hours, days to years and on But when all else has been forgotten, still our song lives on Maybe some moments weren't so perfect, maybe some memories last so sweet But we have to know some bad times, for our lives are incomplete And when the shadows overtake us, just when we feel our hope is gone We'll hear our song and know once more, a love lives on Ooooh And how does a moment last forever, how does our happiness endure Through the darkest of our troubles, love is beauty, love is pure Love frees the mind to desolation, it flows like a river through the soul Protects, rescues and perseveres, it makes us whole Minutes turn to hours, days to years that go When all else has been forgotten, still our song lives on How does a moment last forever, when our song lives on How does a moment last forever
red, which glared upon the desolation for an instant, like a sullen eye,
In the second and third stanzas, the speaker turns away from the waves and observes a world that's indifferent to his desolation.
rooms. "What desolation!" she heard one voice say.
into pure desolation, that's called a primary succession:
almost every street there are signs of urban decay and a sense of desolation. There's also