And here I left him, busily writing in the notebook, from which, at infrequent intervals, he raised his head to turn and look left and right, or else up at the starry sky, as if searching for inspiration and ideas.
Eta horrela utzi nuen, makur-makur idazten blok hartan, eta, bakanka, burua altxatzen zuela alde batera eta bestera begiratzeko, edota gora, zeru izarratura, etorri eta ideia bila bezala.