In the meantime, Candide, who had been wounded by some pieces of stone that fell from the houses, lay stretched in the street, almost covered with rubbish. "For God's sake," said he to Pangloss, "get me a little wine and oil! I am dying."
Nehány leomló kő megsebesitette Candide-ot; elterült a földön és majd eltemették a romok; igy szólt Panglosshoz: »Ó jaj! adj egy kis bort és olajat, mert különben meghalok.