Ravissant rêve de mes rêves,
mon sublime, adorable, Oriental Henry.
Comment te prouver que je suis à toi?
Que vais-je faire?
- Alors c'est vrai?
- Je ne vois que ça.
Je ne mange pas,
je ne dors pas, je ne pense qu'à lui.
Je suis allée chez le disquaire
et j'ai acheté ses deux seuls disques.
C'est tout ce qu'il a sorti, le pauvre chou.
Je me les passe en boucle.
Tu vas le lui dire? II faut qu'il sache.
- J'ose pas.
- Pourquoi?
T'es pas une gamine.
On est presque des adolescentes.
M. Orient serait fier
de savoir que tu l'aimes.
Tu veux que je l'aborde carrément
et que je lui dise en personne?
II faut que tu le fasses.

My dreamy dream of dreams,
my beautiful, adorable, Oriental Henry.
How can I prove to you that I'm yours?
What am I gonna do, Gil?
- You mean it's real?
- I don't know what else.
I can't eat, I can't sleep,
I can't even think of anything else.
Next day I went
to the record shop when it opened
and I bought his only two records.
That's all he's got out, poor darling.
I've been playing them ever since.
Are you gonna tell him?
You've got to, Val. He's got to know.
- I wouldn't dare.
- Why not?
You're not a little child any longer.
We're practically adolescents.
And I'll bet you Mr Orient
would be proud to know you love him.
You mean just walk right up to him
and tell him in person?
You've got to.