Despite my desire to throw my arms about their pliant forms and to draw down towards me the starry locks that crowned their fragrant heads, we would pass them by without stopping, for my parents had ceased to visit Tansonville since Swann's marriage, and, so as not to appear to be looking into his park, we would, instead of taking the road which ran beside its boundary and then climbed straight up to the open fields, choose another way, which led in the same direction, but circuitously, and brought us out rather too far from home.
Haien gerri malgua besarkatu eta haien buru lurrintsuko kizkur izarniatuak neureganatzeko irrikaren despit, gelditu gabe igarotzen ginen, gurasoak ez baitziren Tansonvillera azaltzen Swannen ezkontzaz geroztik, eta, parkean kuxkuxean genbiltzanik inork pentsa ez zezan, haren esparruaren ertzetik doan eta zuzenean zelaietara daraman bideari lotu beharrean, beste bat hartu ohi genuen, hara daramana hura ere, baina zeharka, eta urrunegira ginderamatzana nolanahi ere.