"Forgive me, my dear Cossacks" the woman cut into our conversation very coolly, "it wasn't me who tricked you, it was my hard life."
-Barka iezadazue, kosako gizabidetsuok-emakumeak muturra sartzen du gure elkarrizketan, odol ezin hotzagoan-, ez zaituztet nik engainatu, nire lazeriak baizik.