Far from it, we staggered along in a world of idealistic absurdities, hemmed in by insane, bellicose platitudes. Like smoke-maddened rats we tried to escape from the burning ship, but we had no general plan, no faith in one another.
Taxugabekeriazko ideal batean balantzaka, errezu gerrazale eta zoroen barrandapean, arratoi kez itotzen hasiak, eginahal guzian saiatzen ginen, eroak bezala, su hartutako untzitik ateratzen. Ez izan, ordea, oroharko planik batere, elkarrenganako konfiantzarik.