In every human presence Marcovaldo recognized sadly a brother, stuck like him, even in vacation time, to that oven of cooked and dusty cement, by debts, by the burden of the family, by the meagerness of his wages.
Gizaki bakoitzaren baitan anaia bat aurkitzen zuen Marcovaldok tristerik, bera bezala, zorrak, familiaren pisua eta soldata urria zirela bide, porlanezko labe erre eta hautsez beteriko hari josia, baita jaiegunetan ere.