And then, recently, I had a dream.

I had got in to the music school,
to study music, in the first course.
And You were studying in the last
course in the same school.

I moved to live in dormitory.
(dormitory, dormitory)

The first impression of the
dormitory was very nice.
White walls, loose rooms,
a lot of room even in corridors.

And several places to practice piano,
even an old pianino in the middle
of the corridor.

I went to look at my room.
It seemed lovely as well,
with two small wooden beds
and two big, white cupboards.

Then suddenly You walked in and were
a bit amazed seeing me.
Me as well, of course, after
discovering You live...

You live here.

Of course it seemed strange how (how) they
put a boy and a girl into the same room.

And of course I couldn't hide
of my being happy.

You told me about Your flight abroad,
already tomorrow.

So tomorrow I would have started to wait You
back...