The first storm of the spring blowing through the room, it is such a good feeling
The shower of light is overflowing

On top of the desk, the wind is turning the pages of an open book
Even my feelings of looking down in shame change into a smiling face

*Dreamin', the chance of love is
Tell me, not in the dictionary
Quickly now, close the notebook
Dreamin', when your hair sways
For you, the scent of rinse
Something now, I feel a premonition

Standing on tiptoes, walking on the sidewalk, lovers passing by each other
While playing around, whispering quietly

When someday somebody calls out my name with a soft and gentle voice
I want to answer with the greatest smile and see what it's like

Dreamin', for the magic of love
Tell me, now is the chance I know
So softly, I make a request
**Dreamin', a wondrous position
For you, a gentle feeling
I want to find it right away

How light the twinkling was right at that moment, the world is changing
The pale color of the one-piece dress and the white loafers
"I want to see what love is like..."

*Repeat
**Repeat