Swift as the wind, that child of heaven, we rattled on, and reached a green and peaceful countryside many miles distant. We traversed a wide plain and then slowly climbed into the mountains.
Haizea bezain azkarra, haur zerutiarra, ospa egin genuen handik zarata batean, paisaia berde batean barna, milia asko urrutiago, lautada handi batean zehar, eta ondoren astiro igoz mendi gotor batean gora.