Call of the Wild / De rop fan 'e wylde: Tranzlaty English Frysk

He staggered, still trying to hold off the cold bite of death.

Hy strompele, noch altyd besykjend de kâlde byt fan 'e dea tsjin te hâlden.

He had seen this before, but always from the winning side.

Hy hie dit earder sjoen, mar altyd fan 'e winnende kant.

Now he was on the losing side; the defeated; the prey; death.

No stie hy oan 'e ferliezende kant; de fersleine; de proai; de dea.

Buck circled for the final blow, the ring of dogs pressed closer.

Buck sirkele foar de lêste klap, de ring fan hûnen drukte him tichterby.

He could feel their hot breaths; ready for the kill.

Hy koe harren waarme sykheljen fiele; klear foar de moard.

A stillness fell; all was in its place; time had stopped.

In stilte foel; alles wie op syn plak; de tiid hie stilstien.

Even the cold air between them froze for one last moment.

Sels de kâlde loft tusken harren beferzen foar ien lêste momint.