he had used to curse the ever-present view of the hospital across the street, but now he could not see it at all, and if he had not known that he lived in Charlottenstrasse, which was a quiet street despite being in the middle of the city, he could have thought that he was looking out the window at a barren waste where the grey sky and the grey earth mingled inseparably.
Jada ez zuen bereizten aurreko ospitalea, hainbeste atsekabetzen zuen ikusmira, hain zuzen; eta hiri erdiko kale batean, nahiz eta hiri lasaia, bizi zela jakin izan ez balu, berdin pentsa zezakeen leiho hark basamortura ematen zuela, non zerua eta lurra nahasten baitziren, biak ere grisak.