Translated by Kurozuki (firstname.lastname@example.org).
The empty sea... The white sands on the beach... Early in the morning after studying all night, when I'm caressed by the sea breeze, I always feel refreshed. On the sandy beach, the waves soak my bare feet. I want to be carried away like I'm in the sea. Someday, somewhere, by the wonderful person I know I'll meet. I want to be carried away.
Last night, when I closed by notebook and took a nap, I had a dream. His figure was vague, and I couldn't see well, but... On his light brown skin, a white T-shirt, and long and slender jeans on his legs. A wonderful man. I feel a premonition of love. But then he vanished into the twilight, as if he was swept away by the wind.
I want to be called softly... Even if by just one word... "Ami-chan"... Someday, somewhere, by the wonderful person I know I'll meet. I want him to call me that.