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?
Don't you dare talk back to me!
!لا تجرؤ بالرّد
Keine Widerrede!
¡No me respondan!
¡No me respondáis!
Je ne veux rien savoir !
Non osare rispondermi!
Nem pense em responder para mim!