Maybe later they would find out where all that ended, when their rosiness had fled, when the no-nonsense misery of their lousy country had engulfed them, all sixteen of them, with their hefty mare's thighs and their bobbing tits...
Ikasiko zuten gero batean, beharbada, non gelditzen den hori guzia, arrosa kolore hori erabat kendua izango zutenean, beren herri zitaleko tristekeria ilunak atzera hartuko zituenean, hamasei-hamaseiak, beren behor-izter lodi, beren titi saltakalariekin...