Suiyou (~ohayou) nangatsu nannichi hare
Hikari wa mizuiro nioi
Neko no nikki ni wa
O-hirune no kaisuu ga kaite aru
Buranko no nikki ni wa
Kyou no kasokudo ya tobitatsu yume kaite aru
Tokei no nikki ni wa
Itoshii hito ga nando mite kureta ka kaite aru
Sore nara watashi no kuchibiru no nikki ni wa
Anata no namae nankai yonda ka kaite aru
one two three four five and six
Mokuyou (~ohayou) nangatsu nannichi yume
Futari wa chikazuku kashira
Sora no nikki ni wa
Hoshi to hoshi deau toki kaite aru
Kaaten no nikki ni wa
Dareka ga kisushita kaze no uwasa ga kaite aru
Roketto no nikki nara
Tobitatsu hi made yubiori kazoeteru kaite iru
Sou shite watashi no kuchibiru no nikki de wa
Anata to no sono kauntodaun o yumemiteru
seven six five four three two one
tu tu tu tu tu tu tu
My diary is dreaming of kissing you
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seven six five four three two one…
tu tu tu tu tu tu tu…
My diary is dreaming of kissing you…
Wednesday (~Good morning), no matter what the month or date is, it’s sunny
Light has a light blue scent
In the cat’s diary
The number of times it took a nap is written there
In the swing’s diary
The accelerations of today and dreams that fly off are written there
In the clock’s diary
The number of times a dear person gazed it is written there
If that’s so, in my lips’ diary
The number of times they called your name is written there
one two three four five and six…
Thursday (~Good morning), no matter what the month or date is, I have dreams
I wonder if the two of us are getting closer
In the sky’s diary
The moments when stars met are written there
In the curtain’s diary
The rumors on the wind about someone who kissed are written there
If it’s the rocket’s diary
Counting down on its fingers to the day of launch is being written there
Doing so, in my lips’ diary
I’m dreaming of the countdown with you
seven six five four three two one…
tu tu tu tu tu tu tu…
My diary is dreaming of kissing you…