In this way, for two consecutive summers I used to sit in the heat of our Combray garden, sick with a longing inspired by the book I was then reading for a land of mountains and rivers, where I could see an endless vista of sawmills, where beneath the limpid currents fragments of wood lay mouldering in beds of watercress;
Horrelaxe, bada, bi udatan barrena, Combrayko lorategiko sargorian, izana dut, orduan irakurtzen ari nintzèn liburuarengatik, herrialde menditsu eta ibaitsu baten hurbil-mina, bertan hainbat zerrategi ikusten nuelarik, baita, ur aratzaren hondoan, hainbat enbor-zati ere, berro-muluen azpian usteltzen ari;