Eamonn, an old Irish friend / Irlandako lagun zaharra

An old and frail man was walking down the street when he suddenly found a new high heel, gleaming in the middle of the pavement, astonishingly attractive, just in front of his tired eyes, still capable to find a pin on the ground.
   
The old and extremely weak man was about to pick the heel up, as it were a lost treasure, but he realized perhaps he wouldn´t be able, and that he probably could fall down if he tried. So he passed over the shining heel, saying to himself: “Too old for old vices.”  



Pasieran zebilela kalean behera, gizon zahar abailduak takoi handi distiratsu  bat  ikusi zuen espaloiaren erdian, izugarri erakargarri, haren begi zahar nekatuen pare-parean, arten lurrean orratz bat atzemateko  gai.

Gizon zahar unatua takoi hori hartzeko zorian zen, altxor galdu bat hartzen den gisa berean; baina duda egin zuen jasotzeko gai ote zen, ez ote zen bertan eroriko alferrikako ahaleginean. Takoi  dirdaitsuaren gainetik pasatu zuen, bere artean zioela: “Bizio zaharretarako zaharregia nauk”