It seemed to me for an instant that there was no sound in the bar, that the sharpies stopped sharping and the drunk on the stool stopped burbling away, and it was like just after the conductor taps on his music stand and raises his arms and holds them poised.
Istante batez tabernan batere hotsik ez zela iruditu zitzaidan, argiturrien jarioa ahitua zela eta tabureteko mozkorraren tartarra bukatua, eta orkesta-zuzendariak atrilean tak-tak jo eta eskuak altxata geratzen den unea bezalaxe zela.