Elsa gick genom de smala gatorna i Gamla Stan.

Elsa walked through the narrow streets of the Old Town.

Hon skulle träffa Johan på ett mysigt café.

She was going to meet Johan at a cozy café.

Solen lyste starkt på de gamla byggnaderna.

The sun shone brightly on the old buildings.

Fåglar kvittrade och luften var frisk.

Birds chirped and the air was fresh.

Johan satt redan vid ett bord.

Johan was already sitting at a table.

Han drack kaffe och såg glad ut.

He was drinking coffee and looked happy.

När Elsa kom in, vinkade han.

When Elsa came in, he waved.

Hon skyndade sig och kramade honom.

She hurried over and hugged him.

"Det var länge sen!"

"It's been a long time!"

sa Johan med ett stort leende.

said Johan with a big smile.

"Ja, verkligen," svarade Elsa.

"Yes, indeed," replied Elsa.

"Jag har saknat våra fikor."

"I've missed our coffee dates."

Servitrisen kom och tog deras beställning.

The waitress came and took their order.

Elsa ville ha en kanelbulle och Johan tog en chokladboll.

Elsa wanted a cinnamon bun and Johan chose a chocolate ball.

Kaffet doftade gott och de började prata.

The coffee smelled wonderful and they began to talk.

De pratade om gamla minnen.

They talked about old memories.

De mindes sin skoltid och alla galna saker de hade gjort.

They reminisced about their school days and all the crazy things they had done.

Det var mycket skratt.

There was a lot of laughter.

De pratade också om sina jobb och drömmar.

They also talked about their jobs and dreams.

Johan hade rest mycket och berättade om sina äventyr.

Johan had traveled a lot and shared his adventures.

"Ditt liv verkar vara som en film," sa Elsa och log.

"Your life seems like a movie," said Elsa, smiling.

"Så många platser, så många historier."

"So many places, so many stories."

"Ja, men jag saknar hemma ibland," svarade Johan.

"Yes, but I miss home sometimes," replied Johan.

"Och dig."

"And you."

De satt tysta en stund.

They sat in silence for a while.

Fönstret bredvid dem visade en bild av Gamla Stans charm.

The window beside them showcased a picturesque view of the Old Town's charm.

Det kändes som om tiden stod stilla.

It felt as if time had stood still.

"Ska vi gå en promenad?"

"Shall we take a walk?"

frågade Elsa.

asked Elsa.

"Ja, gärna," svarade Johan.

"Yes, I'd love to," replied Johan.

De reste sig och lämnade kaféet.

They got up and left the café.

De gick längs de kullerstensbelagda gatorna.

They walked along the cobblestone streets.

De tittade på skyltfönster och små butiker.

They looked at shop windows and small stores.

Elsa köpte en handmålad kopp som minne.

Elsa bought a hand-painted cup as a souvenir.

Johan skrattade och sa att det var typiskt Elsa.

Johan laughed and said it was typical of Elsa.

De stannade vid ett hörn där en gatumusikant spelade gitarr.

They stopped at a corner where a street musician was playing guitar.

Musiken var vacker och de dansade lite på skoj.

The music was beautiful, and they danced a little playfully.

De kände sig som barn igen.

They felt like children again.

När solen började gå ner, gick de tillbaka till järnvägsstationen.

As the sun began to set, they walked back to the train station.

De kände att dagen hade varit magisk.

They felt that the day had been magical.

Att träffas igen efter så lång tid fyllde deras hjärtan med lycka.

Meeting again after so long filled their hearts with joy.

"Vi måste göra detta oftare," sa Elsa vid avskedet.

"We must do this more often," said Elsa at the farewell.

"Ja, absolut," svarade Johan.

"Yes, absolutely," replied Johan.

"Vi får aldrig tappa kontakten igen."

"We must never lose touch again."

De kramades en sista gång.

They hugged one last time.

Elsa såg på tåget som tog Johan bort, men hon log.

Elsa watched the train that took Johan away, but she smiled.

Gamla Stan hade gett dem en dag att minnas för alltid.

The Old Town had given them a day to remember forever.