the gnawing, unmitigated, agonizing pain, never ceasing for an instant, the consciousness of life inexorably waning but not yet extinguished, the approach of that ever dreaded and hateful Death which was the only reality, and always the same falsity.
une batez ere tormentatzeari uzten ez zion min sorra, bizia ezinbestean baina erabat ez zihoakion kontzientzia; beti hurbiltzen ari zitzaion heriotza ikaragarri eta gorrotagarri hori, errealitate bakar eta beti gezur berori.