But up ahead of us there was nothing we could be sure of but the echo that came and went, the echo of our horses' hoof beats, a horrendous sound you wanted so bad not to hear that it stopped your breath.
Baina gure aurrean gauza seguru bakarra oihartzuna zen, joan-etorrian, zaldi ferrek trotatzean egiten zuten zarataren oihartzuna, zarata itogarria, muzin egiteraino haundia.