YOU MAY DREAM oikakete sunao na kono kimochi
tsutaerareta nara DREAMS COME TRUE
YOU MAY DREAM masshiro na koi wa tsubasa ni naru
tenshi no yubikiri kanau you ni
me no mae wo sugiru yokogao
tokimeki ga odori hajimeru
hanasu koe mimi wo katamuke
mata hitotsu anata wo shitta
hon no sukoshi yuuki dashite
sono hitomi wo mitsumetai
YOU MAY DREAM oikakete sunao na kono kimochi
tsutaerareta nara DREAMS COME TRUE
YOU MAY DREAM masshiro na koi wa tsubasa ni naru
tenshi no yubikiri kanau you ni
omokage ga kirameku tabi ni
mune ga itande me wo tojiru
setsunasa ga namida ni natte
jibun katte ni koboreteku
kizutsuku koto wo osorezu ni
kagami ni koyubi sashidasu
YOU MAY DREAM dakishimete ima sugu kono omoi
kotoba ni kaetai I LOVE YOU
YOU MAY DREAM masshiro na koi wa tsubasa ni naru
tenshi no yubikiri kanau you ni
YOU MAY DREAM oikakete sunao na kono kimochi
tsutaerareta nara DREAMS COME TRUE
YOU MAY DREAM masshiro na koi wa tsubasa ni naru
tenshi no yubikiri kanau you ni
You may dream. Chase after it. If you can convey
these sincere feelings, your dreams can come true.
You may dream. Pure white love becomes wings,
as if the promise of an angel is coming true.
When I see your profile in passing,
my heart begins to flutter and dance.
Listening to your voice as you talked,
I realized there was another "you."
I wish I had just a little bit of courage
to gaze into your eyes.
You may dream. Chase after it. If you can convey
these sincere feelings, your dreams can come true.
You may dream. Pure white love becomes wings,
as if the promise of an angel is coming true.
Every time your face shines,
my heart hurts, and I close my eyes.
Heart-break turns into tears,
selfishly overflowing.
Without being afraid of getting hurt,
I hold my little finger out to the mirror.
You may dream. Hold me. Right now, I want to
change these thoughts into words: I love you.
You may dream. Pure white love becomes wings,
as if the promise of an angel is coming true.
You may dream. Chase after it. If you can convey
these sincere feelings, your dreams can come true.
You may dream. Pure white love becomes wings,
as if the promise of an angel is coming true.