they never stopped until somebody climbed in and stopped the motor, and now in the deadly emptiness of the water he suffered in advance the sensations of dying, sank threshing below the surface again, and the crazy motor faded as the water thugged into his ears, blotting out all sound except the frantic sounds that he made inside himself, breathing, struggling, the desperate pounding of his blood.
ez ziren gelditzen norbait gora igo eta motorea itzali arte, eta une hartan, uraren heriozko hustasun hartan, hiltzearen sentsazioa nozitzen hasi zen aldez aurretik, hondoratu egin zen berriro hanka-besoak inarrosiz, eta motore zoroaren hotsa ahulduz joan zen urak belarriak gortu ahala, hots guztiak ezabatuz bere barruak ateratzen zizkion hots frenetikoak izan ezik, arnasak, lehiak, bere odolaren taupada etsiak.