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?
What was that?
ما كان هذا؟
Was war das?
¿Qué fue eso?
¿Qué ha sido eso?
Qu’est-ce qui me prend ?
Che cosa è stato?
O que foi agora?