Deep repose, mysterious refreshment for Swann,-for him whose eyes, although delicate interpreters of painting, whose mind, although an acute observer of manners, must bear for ever the indelible imprint of the barrenness of his life,-to feel himself transformed into a creature foreign to humanity, blinded, deprived of his logical faculty, almost a fantastic unicorn, a chimaera-like creature conscious of the world through his two ears alone.
Eta musikak zemaiòn plazerak, laster ezin utzizko beharrizan bihurtuko zitzaionak, zinez izaten zuen, une haietan, lurrin-usainketarakoan nabarituko zukeenaren antza, berarentzat prestaturik ez gauden mundu batekin harremanetan jartzean sendi ohi dugun plazerarena, mundu hori eragabea iruditzen zaigularik gure begiek hautematen ez dutelako, esangurarik gabea gure adimenari itzurtzen zaiolako, zentzumen bakar batez besterik ezin baitugu atzeman.