One snowy morning, Momo hears a beautiful melody being played through the town. Tracing it back, she meets the pianist Skotavich, who seems frustrated with the song for some reason...
There was no guarantee that I would succeed.
.لم يكن نجاحي مضمونًا
Non sapevo se avrei fatto successo.
Nada garantia que
eu teria sucesso.
Будущее было туманно.