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Heartbreak Diary

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Romaji English

Monday morning
Tsumetai asa
Kokoro mo hiete
Ano ko no inisharu ni niteru
Fuyu no seiza ima tabidatsu
Anata wo tsurete

"Ashi no nagai josei to kurashiteru yo"
Nante shiranakatta
Totemo iya na kaze no uwasa ne

Wakareta keredo
Tabun ichido mo
Shashin suteru to wa
Omowanakatta

Wednesday morning
Ame wa kirai
Kooto ga nai kara
Gogo ni wa daremo denai kedo
Anata no heya denwa shiyou
Hitori de asobou

Ano hi nuida mama no
Haru iro no jaketto
Poketto kara
Misuterii eiga no chiketto

Kowai shiin dewa
Me wo fusaide kureta ne
Sono te no nukumori
Demo sukima kara miteta

Friday morning
Chikoku shisou
Ketsuatsu hikui kara
Choushoku mo hariai ga nai
Tatta hitori de hayaoki nante
Mou dekiya shinai

Are kara ichinen
Mou inai kaeranai
Anna yatsu no tanjoubi ga mata kita

Sunday morning
Umi ni ikou
Kaze wa tsumetai kedo
Tomodachi sasotte konya wa
Soba made kita haru no seiza
Katta bakari no nikki tsurete
Mukae ni ikou

Monday morning
It's a cold morning
And m heart is cold, too
The winter constellation that looks like her initials
Now sets off on its journey
Taking you with it

"He's living with some girl with long legs"
I had no idea
That's not the sort of rumor I wanted to hear

We broke up
But I don't think
I ever thought
I'd be throwing your photos away

Wednesday morning
I hate the rain
I don't have my coat
It's the afternoon, so no one will answer
But maybe I'll call your apartment
Just a little game I play

From the pocket
Of the spring-colored coat
I took off that day and haven't worn since
I pulled out a ticket for a mystery movie

During the scary scenes
You covered my eyes
With your warm hands
But I peeked through the cracks

Friday morning
I'm running late
'Cause I have low blood pressure
Breakfast just can't compete
I can't get up early
All by myself any more

It's been a year
He's not here, he won't come home
But his birthday is here again

Sunday morning
I'll go to the beach
There's a cold breeze
But I'll invite my friends
And tonight the spring constellations are so close
I'll take the diary I just bought
And go greet them