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Lovely Sunday night,
Lovely Sunday night,
my feeling is so high

With the dears,
lovely Sunday night

That's very artless thing
Like that a season changes
Like that a bud
Like that a bud may broom
Like that a bud
Like that a bud may broom

Something that reside in them
The things that luck in their mind

Few time until I see them
When I was there in the past
Through I repeat pretending
not to be seeing it

I do not grow up,
I do not meet them
only a little

That's few deviations
Through it is only
a matter of onlly that
The result reaches,
so like a too white wabe

Lovely Sunday night,
Lovely Sunday night
my feeling so high
With the dears,

Lovely Sunday night,
I don't waver in saying that word

I'd rather feel
even the joy
even the joy
at saying
With the dears...

(I thought that)
I should write this before
(I thought that)
the flowers of the camellia
fall from the trees

Because that time will
come suddenly
My feeling My feeling
My feeling is so high
My feeling My feeling
My feeling is so high
My feeling My feeling
My feeling is so high

The result that it brought reaches,
so like a too white wave

Lovely Sunday night,
Lovely Sunday night,
my feeling is so high
With the dears,
lovely Sunday night

That's very artless thing
I'm glad to see their smile

Lovely Sunday night,
Lovely Sunday night,
my feeling is so high
With the dears,
lovely Sunday night

That's very artless thing
I'm glad to see their smile

Lovely Sunday night,
Lovely Sunday night...
lovely Sunday night,

That's very artless thing
I'm glad to see their smile

My feeling My feeling
My feeling is so high
My feeling My feeling
My feeling is so high
My feeling My feeling
My feeling is so high
My feeling My feeling
My feeling is so high
My feeling My feeling
My feeling is so high
My feeling My feeling
My feeling is so high
My feeling My feeling
My feeling is so high
My feeling is so high
My feeling is so high