^{And maybe I don't dare confront you.}

^{Relying on my boldness is useless,}

^{Gauging your character, taking the appropriate measures...}

^{As of today, the response I get is simply too vague.}

^{Referring to common memories, joking,}

^{Entering that competition, designing that crossword,}

^{Taking part in our separate journey set for Stockholm;}

^{All I do, I do for you, my love.}

^{I had a dream last night,}

^{a dream that felt so real.}

^{Its meaning was beyond me,}

^{I couldn't grasp its message.}

^{I dreamed I lived in your house,}

^{exploring the rooms one by one,}

^{I dreamed of studying your possessions,}

^{imagining you having used them at some time.}

^{Thought intriguing I found that dream back then,}

^{while trying to recall it now I get an unpleasant feeling;}

^{the house was yours, yes, that's for sure,}

^{but its inhabitants were not present.}

^{It seems at night, or when I'm tired,}

^{other sides of my soul are brought forth;}

^{my mind turns to you, I go quiet,}

^{I focus in the distance, and think of you.}

^{My usually rational self metamorphoses,}

^{and the result is a being of pure emotions,}

^{a lunatic poet, aching with pain,}

^{from being separated from you.}

^{A last resort, to relieve my pain,}

^{a desperate effort to get the upper hand in my struggle,}

^{is to concentrate on you,}

^{your being, your voice, your actions and your character.}