Through the summer night floated the fragrance of flowers, and the words "guilty," "egotism," "beloved," "death" rose in Flajsman's chest and filled him with uplifting delight, so that he had the impression that he had wings on his back.
Udako gau hartan lore-lurrinak flotatzen ziren eta "errudun", "berekoikeria", "maitatua" eta "heriotza" hitzak Flaixmanen bularretik igo eta gorengo plazerraz betetzen zuten, bizkarrean hegalak hazi izan balitzaizkio bezala.