In the morning, the beginning of a beautiful winter's day, we were leaning against the wall of a house, and there perhaps we had slept a little, or perhaps, with eyes open, only stared around us.
Verso il mattino, all'alba d'una bella giornata invernale ci addossammo entrambe al muro d'una casa e forse avevamo dormito un poco o forse eravamo rimaste lì inerti, con gli occhi sbarrati.