But by now Marcovaldo's sleep had reached a zone where sounds no longer arrived, and these, even so graceless and rasping, came as if muffled in a soft halo, perhaps because of the very consistency of the garbage packed into the trucks.
Baina Marcovaldoren loa zaraten eskumenetik kanpo zegoen ordurako, eta gogaikarri, kirrinkari eta guzti, halako moteltasun bigun batez inguratuta bezala zetozkion, furgoietan pilaturiko zaborraren sendotasunagatik beragatik beharbada: