In the attic of Earth, 

I could see the stars shining like the sun. 

In the room of Scotland, 

All I could hear was a Scots voice.  

In the room of galaxies, 

I saw the stars twirling like a ballerina. 

In the room of love, 

it was as romantic as a holiday in Paris. 

In the room of leaves, 

I felt like I was in a forest. 

In the room of rain, 

I needed an umbrella every step. 

In the room of mirrors, 

I felt like I had more than one of me. 

In the room of keys, 

I saw so many doors with locks. 

In the room of pandas, 

All I could hear was the black and white bears chewing bamboo. 

In the room of pigs, 

my whole life was pink. 

In the room of cherries, 

I felt like I was on a summer holiday. 

In the room of parties, 

I celebrated my birthday every day.