Deserted farms in the distance, empty wide-open churches, as if the peasants had gone out for the day to attend a fair at the other end of the county, leaving everything they owned with us for safekeeping, their countryside, their carts with the shafts pointing in the air, their fields, their barnyards, the road, the trees, even the cows, a chained dog, the works.
Jendez hustutako baserriak urrutian, eliza huts zabalduak, baserritar jendeak egun bateko biajean abiatu, denak, probintziaren beste puntan festa egitera, eta zeukaten guzia gure kontu utzi balute bezala, beren soro-alorrak, gurdiak, gurtesia gora, lurrak, artegiak, kamioa, arbolak, behiak ere bai, zakur bat katea ta guzi, den-dena alegia.