If your search for fragments of knowledge
When you collect them, you get a beautiful world
Sometimes, without even knowing it
There are some things that I think about
Even if only a little, I'll be helpful
What I really wish to do...is study
Everybody always talks about interesting things
I don't understand, and the mood is bad
I'm sorry for being so girly
I'll practice laughing, too; it seems I'm the straight man this time
What are you saying? What could it be?
I really don't know what "moe factor" means
The mysteries I love pile up
Stories interweave with people's thoughts
When I feel that heart-throbbing feeling
Could it be like romance or love?
I don't have any experience with it
So it's just my imagination...hee-hee
There are lots of scary things, but somehow I tell myself to try
But isn't it useless if I don't want to?
As much as possible, although I'm aware
I have a weak character, but I want to have fun with everyone
So I'll try my best, I'll make an effort
I'm not an airhead, but I sure am clumsy
(I'm not an airhead...)
Everybody always talks about interesting things
I don't understand, and the mood is bad
I'm sorry for being so delicate
I'll practice laughing, too; it looks like I'm the fool a lot
What are you saying? What could it be?
I really don't know what "moe factor" means