The rain had stopped, day was breaking, and on the branches of the leafless trees birds roosted motionless, their little feathers bristling in the cold morning wind.
Jadanik ez zen euririk erortzen; eguna zabaltzen hasia zen, eta, hostorik gabeko sagarrondoen adarretan, txoriak geldi-geldirik zeuden, goizeko haize hotzetan beren luma txikiak harrotuz.