at times, too, one believes that one is listening to a captive spirit, struggling in the darkness of its masterful box, a box quivering with enchantment, like a devil immersed in a stoup of holy water;
zenbaitetan, are, entzun uste izaten dugu kutxa jakintsu, sorgindu eta dardarti haren hondoan borroka bizian ari datekeen iratxo gatiburen bat, txerrena ur bedeinkatuaren ontzian bezala;