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Living here day by day, you think it's the center of the world. You believe nothing will ever change. Then you leave: a year, two years. When you come back, everything's changed. The thread's broken. What you came to find isn't there. What was yours is gone. You have to go away for a long time… many years… before you can come back and find your people. The land where you were born. But now, no. It's not possible. Right now you're blinder than I am.
在這里居住了一天又一天，你認為這里就是世界的中心。你相信一切都永不會改變。然后你離開了，一年，兩年，當你回來時，一切都變了。那條線斷了，你所尋找的并不是這里。你只能再次離開很長時間……很多年……直到你能回來尋找你的人們，你出生的土地。但是現在不可能。現在你比我還要瞎。
