And Marcovaldo, looking at that narrow shore of moon cut there between shadow and light, felt a nostalgia, as if yearning to arrive at a beach which had stayed miraculously sunny in the night.
Eta han, argi eta itzal artean moztutako ilargi ertz estu hura begiratzean, gauez eguzki argitan mirariz geratutako hondartza batera inguratzeko minez bezala zegoen Marcovaldo.