Truth grows well only on the soil irrigated with the copious rain of our own blood, and their putrid blood goes to waste, without a trace left. I know it!
Oso ondo hazten da egia gure odolak, euri jasaren antzera, lurra bustitzen duenean: haiena, ordea, ustela da, aztarnarik utzi gabe xahutzen da, nik badakit hori!