Walk along a strand, strange land, come to a city gate, sentry there, old ranker too, old Tweedy's big moustaches, leaning on a long kind of a spear. Wander through awned streets.
Ur-ertzetik ibili, lurralde arrotzetan barrena, hiri bateko atera hurbildu, zentinela bertan, txuskeroa hura ere, Tweedy zaharraren mustatxarekin, lantza moduko haga luze batean bermatua. Toldoz betetako kaleetan barrena ibili.