Vocaloid Lyrics Novels & Stories

A shiver ran down my spine, and my lips parted as an unfamiliar yet achingly familiar melody pushed its way to the surface. My eyes flew open as a surge of energy coursed through me, powerful enough to lift my arms of their own accord. And then, without conscious thought, I began to sing. The first note was shaky, uncertain. But as the sound left my lips, it took on a life of its own, flowing effortlessly from me like water finding its way downstream. The melody was ancient; it poured from my lips as naturally as breathing, ancient words in a language I shouldn't know but somehow did. My voice rang clear and true in the quiet clearing, each note perfectly pitched and resonating with power.

“I'm not a stranger to the dark…” my legs tap softly to the ground, once I hear her voice come on. My lips whisper her lyrics, my voice singing through the loud hummings in my ears. It soothes my skin, laying my back straight, as my mind awakens to the voice of freedom. “I won't let them break me down to dust…” my feet swerve, turning, while wiping the last speck of dust off the table “for we glorious!“ I push my notes, shutting my eyes, ready to blast forth.

But then something even more incredible happened. The lead singer of Iron Howl looked directly toward the entrance, his gaze locking onto Lyla. With his signature magnetic voice, he spoke into the microphone, "This next song is one we wrote especially for Ms. Lyla Sinclair. It's called ‘Whispered Shadows,’ and it’s for you." Lyla froze in place, a mix of shock, delight, and nervousness washing over her. It felt surreal, like she was dreaming, and the world around her seemed too strange and magical to be real.

But because the lyrics are Japanese, she hums most of it except the chorus and fills the rest with a whole bunch of mondegreens: | “Dokkan Dokkan Sorbetero Dokkan Dokkan Pengeng i-ce Sungka-dama na nanana Aba te Go Go Kaybilis Nananana Ayan kasi Energy…” | Finally, Kate finishes her singing (which was painful for Yssy to listen to) in time with what she’s doing. Now the photo looks like a giant bus ticket after the bus conductor has punched holes in it. Kate peers happily through one of the holes and sees Yssy’s skeptical face.

Even though Annika forgave Kurt, she still feels a little ache in her heart. Playing: Tie Me Down – Gryffin Don't lie, I know you've been thinking it And two times, you let it slip from your lips… This was Annika’s favorite song but Kurt didn’t know about it. She felt a little lighter when the song started. …You can take me home You can never let me go Hold me up, hold me up… Kurt was quiet the whole time. He was thinking about his words. He didn’t want to insult or hurt her. Any girl would be happy if they were in Annika’s position, he thought. Annika is really different from all the other girls.

– Thanh Phong asked. - Song from a secret garden. - She answered honestly. After his sad smile, the soft violin sounded, sometimes ethereal, sometimes soft. Thi San felt like it was the voice of a girl. The sound of his violin is very attractive but extremely sad. This timbre is like an invisible knife that cuts across her heart, not causing pain but extremely numb and bitter. Perhaps his heart is also filled with sorrow. Outside in the corridor, the practitioners who had just arrived stopped and listened to the melody that seemed to come from heaven.

She said between tears, Victor's hairs flat out of his forehead, the tiny scar in his cheek bone visible. "I will sing you a lullaby. It will help you sleep." The room was eerily quiet, save for the steady breathing of Victor. Slowly Cilia begin, her throat tight from the incoming tears. "He looks like a blue parrot...would you come fly to me...I want some good day good day good day... good day good day...looks like a winter bear...you sleep so happily...I wish you goodnight goodnight goodnight...goodnight goodnight."

Jacob nodded and waved as Zoe bowed and exited. Zoe walked towards the elevator with the paper still in her hand. Zoe kept staring at the song's lyrics. Everything felt different. Once Zoe understood who wrote the lyrics, her view of what was once normal—standard songs about love and such—changed. Zoe's tongue seemed to taste a sweeter, more genuine sweetness from the lyrics. The essence of the lyrics was a promise of eternal love. An outpouring of emotions stated that the writer's feelings would accompany them until old age—together. Until their eyes and ears could no longer recognize each other, they would still be there to accompany and support each other.

I can see in her eyes that she is scared right now. “Yes,” he answered her, “Trust me,” he added. Teacher Lelouch, Sebastian, and I carried Mr. Reyes to the side of the bridge. “Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How I wonder what you are,” I heard Melody sing. She is so nervous right now. “Up above the world so high,” I sang along with her, so she looked at me. “Like a diamond in the sky,” Elisa, Sebastian, and Teacher Lelouch sang along as well.