YOU SAID:

Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.

INTO JAPANESE

詩的に終わるものは何もない。それは終わり、私たちはそれを詩に変えます。その血は一度も美しまなかった。それはちょうど赤でした。

BACK INTO ENGLISH

There is nothing that ends poetically. It's over and we turn it into a poem. The blood never looked beautiful. It was just red.

INTO JAPANESE

詩的に終わるものは何もない。それは終わり、私たちはそれを詩に変えます。血は決して美しく見えなかった。それはちょうど赤でした。

BACK INTO ENGLISH

There is nothing that ends poetically. It's over and we turn it into a poem. The blood never looked beautiful. It was just red.