For me to be thanked for it-that is too much. Why can't you just be nice and quiet? What have you done all morning but shake my awnings, tug at my window street-mirror and the cord on it, play with the bellpull wire from the fourth floor, push against the windowpanes-in short, proclaim your existence in every way as if you wanted to beckon me out to you? Yes, the weather is fine enough, but I have no inclination; let me stay home. -You playful, exuberant zephyrs, you happy lads, go by yourselves; have your fun as always with the young girls. Yes, I know, no one knows how to embrace a young girl as seductively as you. It is futile for her to try to wriggle away from you; she cannot extricate herself from your snares-nor does she wish to, for you cool and refresh and do not agitate.
Ez, iraunkortasun batek inguratzen ditu, ausardia batek, itxaropen hutsezinezko bat esnarazten duena, elkarrenganako errespetua sortarazten diena. Apustu egingo nuke bizitzaz duten kontzeptua hauxe dela: bizitza bide bat da. Eta deliberatuta daude, antza, elkarri besotik helduta ibiltzera bizitzaren poz eta atsekabeetan barrena. Halako moldez egokitzen zaio bata besteari, non damak uko egin baitio harlauzen gainean ibiltzeko eskubideari berari ere....Baina zefiro maiteak, zergatik zaudete horren lanpetua bikote horrekin?