of you? My life, enslaved by passions, held away from me. Who is my mother? Where is her grace? Where is that subtle joy I crave? It's gone, or should
Μετάφραση: Διαμαρτυρία Ο ήρωας. Είμαι Dmitri Καραμαζόφ και ο κόσμος είναι ο Πατέρας μου.
I pay for being born of you? My life, enslaved by passions, held away from me. Who is my mother? Where is her grace? Where is that subtle joy I crave?