A bottle of Kakhetian wine helped us to forget the modest number of dishes-of which there was one, all told. Then we lit our pipes, took our chairs, and sat down-I by the window, and he by the stove, in which a fire had been lighted because the day was damp and cold.
Botila bat Kakhetiako ardok lagundu zigun jaki aukeraren urria ahazten, izan ere jaki bakarra baitzegoen; pipak piztu eta eseri egin ginen: ni leiho ondoan eta bera labetxo piztuaren alboan, zeren eguna hezea eta hotza baitzen.