I caught hold of Mozart by the pigtail and off he flew. The pigtail grew longer and longer like the tail of a comet and I was whirled along at the end of it.
Heldu nion Mozarti tximetatik, airean joan zen handik, tximak luzeagotzen joan ziren kometa baten buztana bezala, haren buztanean zintzilik eta munduan zehar biraka ari nintzelarik.