When the blazing sun hangs low in the western sky... when the wind dies away on the mountain... when the song of the meadowlark turns still... when the field locust clicks no more in the field... and the sea foam sleeps like a maiden at rest... and twilight touches the shape of the wandering earth...
Eguzki bero, beherantz doala sartaldean... haizea agortzen denean mendietan... Urretxindorraren kantua isiltzen denean... zelaietako kirkilen deia eteten denean... itsasoa bare denean, hala nola dontzeilaren deskantsua... ilunabarrean lurraren ortzemuga marrazten denean...