Morning Dreamer



Performed by: LiSA

Lyrics: Maeda Jun

Music Composition: Maeda Jun

Music arrangement: Hikari Shuuyou

Romaji = mezamashidokei ga ganaritateru onegai mou sukoshi nemurasete kinou wa gig de sono ato nomikai de mochiron osake wa nomenaindakedo juusu nandakedo sawageshii hibi o majime ni ikiru kono atashime ni douka nemuri o chanto okitara shinkyoku kikaseteageru mochiron hikikatari de hamori wa onegai tetoriashitori oshieteageru yo shinpai nai souiya ichigen kireteta kattekite onegai!

mezamashidokei o tomete kara sanjuppun ikagen okinakyaikenai kedo mafuyu no futon wa mashou no aitemu mou nukedasenakunatteshimatta yo nemurinoroi tsuki warera ga kurasu gendai shakai konna tokoro ni akuma gaita kudaranai kara isshou ni futsu nante hidokunai? koko kara omoshirokunaru kamoshirenai janai dakara tsudzuki to iwaretemo mada ukandenai toriaezu futon ni taberare futonman ni naru mou sore de ii janai

hai hai sorosoro okimasu yo oyu o wakashite yo nemukezamashi no koohii ni tabenokoshita kukkii o souiya shinkyoku no renshuu o surundattakke na somosomo hitorigurashi de dare to hanashitetandaro?



English = My alarm clock is shouting at me, Please, just let me sleep a bit longer. Yesterday I had a gig, and a drinking party afterward, Even though I don't drink, of course; I just had soft drink. I'm meeting these busy days head on, Please, allow sleep to come upon me. If you come, I'll play my new song for you, Of course I'll play accompaniment; I'll leave the harmony to you, I'll teach you every step of the way, there's no need to worry, I just remembered, one of my strings are broken; go buy me a new one, please!

30 minutes after I stopped my alarm, I need to get out of bed already... In the middle of winter, my futon is a devilish thing, I don't think I can escape from it and its curse of sleep. Amidst this modern society that we live in, There's been a devil here all along. Isn't it a bit mean to laugh something off just because it seems worthless? There's a chance it might turn into something interesting, isn't there? Even if I'm told that it's time to continue, I still can't get the inspiration, For now I'm going to get eaten by my futon and become a futon bun! That's good enough for now, isn't it?

Yes, yes, I'll get up in a bit; boil some water for me, Along with some coffee to keep me awake, I'll have the cookies left over from last night. Oh, that's right, I was going to practice my new song, wasn't I? But I live alone; just who have I been talking to?