我们不会忘记....我们的头可能很小，但是它们充满了回忆，就像天空有时可能充满了蜂群，成千上万的回忆，气味，地方，几乎没有发生的事情对我们来说，谁出乎意料地回来了，以提醒我们我们是谁。
(We don't forget.... Our heads may be small, but they are as full of memories as the sky may sometimes be full of swarming bees, thousands and thousands of memories, of smells, of places, of little things that happened to us and which came back, unexpectedly, to remind us who we are.)