Prologue: Sounds of Love



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I sat on the grand piano and looked down at Rose. Her fingers were on the piano. I smiled at her and she smiled back. If only she knew how much I loved her smile. I started playing and she did the same. Every day I looked forward to the afternoons. The few hours I spent here with her in the empty classroom were the best ever.

She calls out to the man on the street:
"Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I'm now here to sleep.
There's somewhere you can tell me? "

He walks on, doesn't look back.
He pretends he can't hear her.
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
seems embarrassed to be there.

Oh, think twice 'cause it's another day for you and me in paradise.
Oh, think twice 'cause it's another day for you, you and me in paradise.
Think about it.

I looked at Rose. She smiled at me while I sang. I loved playing with her. She was my friend for ages. We have played together since we were little. There were only three people in my life who meant something to me. My little brother, my best friend Marco and her. Rose the girl who was so uniquely beautiful and dear like no other could ever be.
I could tell her everything, confide everything to her. Just not my feelings. I just couldn't bring it to my lips. But she was my solid rock. Rose seemed like a miracle to me every time. A wonderful miracle. There was no one else who made me feel like that and she didn't even know what she was doing to me.

[i]She calls out to the man on the street.
He can see she's been crying.
She's got blisters on the soels of her feet
she can't walk but she's tryin '.

Oh, think twice ´cause it´s another day for you and me in paradise.
Oh, think twice it's just another day for you, you and me in paradise.
Just think about it.

Oh, Lord, is there nothing more anybody can do?
oh, oh Lord, there must be something you can say

Rose looked me straight in the eye. The happiness I felt was infinitely great. I would love to sit here with her forever and play and sing. Nothing in this world could be more beautiful than this moment. If only she, she alone when she smiles and when she laughs. Because then the sky shines with her.
I am sure that there is no one who is a more beautiful and sincere person than you. She was just perfect. At least that's how I saw it. She always spoke her mind freely, she did not lie to others or to herself, she was warm-hearted and full of temperament. For me there was no better person than her in this world. That was just out of the question. She was the best. I knew that very well.

[i]You can tell from the lines on her face
you can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from every place'cause she didn't fit in there.

Oh, think twice ´cause it´s another day for you and me in paradise.
Oh, think twice it's just another day for you, you and me in paradise.
Just think about it.
It's just another day, for you and me in paradise.
It's just another day, for you and me in paradise.

When we sing we are together. When we play we are together. These are our moments. But I just can't say what I'm feeling. Not you. not to her. But I put all my strength and all my love in our songs. So that we can be together That makes me happy. It actually makes me very happy.
My fingers slid over the pages one last time until I let the last sounds fade away. I was already playing automatically. My thoughts were only with her anyway. Maybe that's why everyone thought it was so good. Because I played for her. Rose once said that you were only really good if you thought of someone you loved above all else. At least that would explain it.
The sounds from the piano also slowly faded. Rose smiled and nodded, looking at the piano. "That was nice. I just love the song." I nodded in agreement. Yeah, it was really nice. Nice and sad when you knew what it meant. "Yes, wonderful. There is no other way to describe it." I agreed with her. She nodded with a smile.
"Do we still have time?" she asked. I looked at the clock that was hanging in the classroom. I nodded. "Yes, we can still manage one song for sure." She nodded happily and my heart jumped. "That's good. So what are we playing?" She smiled and started playing and singing too. Ah, what dreams are made of. Rose liked the song and I liked it too because on that song I could hear her voice. And her voice went straight to my heart.