And the groaning of the black-clad bastards - "Reh-eh, reh-eh" (this is how they scream when they are pushing people, in order to move in sync) - it doesn't horrify you anymore, not as much as it did then, the first time, in the cold March of 2006 .
Y los quejidos de los bastardos vestidos de negro - “Reh-eh, reh-eh” (así es como gritan cuando empujan a la gente, para que se muevan sincronizadamente) - ya no te espantan, no como antes, la primera vez, en el frío marzo del 2006 .