What lingers in his distant memory is the knowledge of a spring that will not yet come for many years. The only self who knows that scent is the self who knows it not just yet. If his life is a chimera, for whom did he endure all these years?
Hey, you.
أنت
Hey, du.
Oye, tú.
Oye, tú.
Hé, toi !
Ehi, tu.
Ei! Pegue para mim.