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?
Oh, maybe I do remember.
...ربما أتذكّر
Ah, erinnere ich mich?
Ah, tal vez lo recuerde.
Ah, tal vez lo recuerde.
J’ai l’impression…
Già, certamente...
Ah, talvez eu me lembre...