I saw Marguerite and myself there, by day in the little wood that covered the hillside, in the evening seated on the grass, and I asked myself if earthly creatures had ever been so happy as we should be.
Margarita eta neure burua ikusten nituen han, egunez muinoa estaltzen zuen basoan, eta gauez zohi gainean eserita. Gu bezain zoriontsu lurgainean inoiz inor izan ote zen galde egiten nuen.