Sunday morning

Sunday morning
saa, let's begin to get up, give a small yawn
From that all the time I have liked you inside my small heart

Because soon I can meet you who kept waiting for me
with the palpitation that I have always known

Take today away and throw the only memories to the sky

The gap of the clear see-through wind, the one who peek into it is your eyes, I wonder
It is very dazzling

Sunday morning
saa, let's go out, take your small hand
from now on surely
you are reflected in my small heart

Because right now you can meet me who surely waited for you,
with the noise that you are sure you knew

Take the night away and free the fragance of the dream to the sky

Fragment of perfectly clean star 
The one who smiled at you are my eyes
Please reply to my smile

The gap of the clear see-through wind, the one who peek into it is your eyes, I wonder
It is very dazzling.
I want to meet you