'Do you know, I've had such a quantity of poetry repeated to me to-day,' Alice began, a little frightened at finding that, the moment she opened her lips, there was dead silence, and all eyes were fixed upon her; 'and it's a very curious thing, I think-every poem was about fishes in some way.
Gaur poesia asko errezitatu dizkidate-hasi zen Alice, ikaratu samar ikustean ezpainak zabaltzen zituen unean herio isiltasuna egiten zela eta begi guztiak beregan iltzatzen zirela-; eta oso gauza bitxia da, uste dut...