He is so big that he doesn't entertain you with his whims, he doesn't bow his head, he sits facing you, he doesn't listen, he doesn't talk, he keeps his soul in his throat with his silence, dullness, dullness.
O qədər böyükdür ki, səni öz şıltaqlığıyla əyləndirmir, başını qatmır, oturur səninlə üzbəüz, dinmir, danışmır, sükutuyla, duğunluğuyla, donuqluğuyla canını boğazına yığır.