And he's speeding along, and all of a sudden he hears this little fragment of melody, that comes into his head as inspiration often comes, elusive and tantalizing, and he wants it, it's gorgeous, and he longs for it, but he has no way to get it.
Ta kihutab autoga ja äkki kuuleb väikest viisijuppi, mis tuleb talle pähe, nagu inpiratsioonil tavaks, vaevutabatavalt ja õrritavalt, ta tahab seda kätte saada, see on imeilus, ta ihkab seda, aga tal pole võimalust seda kinni püüda.