We three girls of Orient shop
bearing bags we travel non-stop
stores and merchants, we go searching
to find the perfect top.
O, Top of wonder, Top of might,
Top with genki cuteness bright,
Yuki's leading, still proceeding,
guide us to thee, perfect sight.
So kawaii and never plain,
Yen I bring to make my gain:
Top forever, ceasing never,
over all skirts to reign.
This Top I see, this Top I spy,
this the Top that we should buy:
quickly claim it Yuki-chan, for
here comes Tohya-sempai.
It is mine, I've better perfume
than that girl of gathering gloom:
sorrowing, sighing, falling, dying,
losing to Largo sealed her doom.
So glorious the top we've found
cute and pretty all around:
We three girls of Orient crowned.