翻译 API 关于 MyMemory 计算机翻译尝试学会如何从人工翻译例句找到译文。 English i was a liar i gave in to the fire Tagalog 人工翻译 英语 i was a liar i gave it to the fire 他加禄语 sa huling pagkakataon 最后更新： 2015-11-06 使用频率： 1 质量： 参考： 英语 i woke up early and i was happy because it was a good time. i went to the kitchen to cook our breakfast. i took my notebooks to review for the upcoming exam 他加禄语 nagising ako ng maaga at masaya ako dahil maganda ang panahon. pumunta ako ng kusina upang magluto ng aming agahan. kinuha ko ang aking mga notebook upang magreview para sa darating na exam 最后更新： 2018-08-17 使用频率： 1 质量： 参考： 匿名 英语 this is the day that we have a function to do with the bow, so when we arrived we were told by sir clark to tell us what we were going to do because it was the first time we had a cachet so we were given info on what we should do, including we were also two ojt from another school, the scooper assigned leonie and ram and i was a girl assigned to the floor where i was going to sip juice or water with guests, 他加禄语 ito ang araw kung saan may function na gagawin sa byaheng busog , pag dating namin don ay kinausap kami ni sir clark upang sabihin samin ang mga gagawin namin dahil ito ang unang beses naming mag cacater kaya binigyan kami ng info sa dapat naming gawin , may kasama din kaming dalawang ojt galing sa ibang school , sa scooper na assign si leonie at ram at ako naman isang babae na assign sa floor kung saan ang gagwwin ko ay mag seserve ng juice o kaya ng tubig sa guest , 最后更新： 2020-02-16 使用频率： 1 质量： 参考： 匿名 英语 "believer" first things first i'mma say all the words inside my head i'm fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh ooh the way that things have been, oh ooh second things second don't you tell me what you think that i could be i'm the one at the sail, i'm the master of my sea, oh ooh the master of my sea, oh ooh i was broken from a young age taking my sulking to the masses writing my poems for the few that look at me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me singing from heartache from the pain taking my message from the veins speaking my lesson from the brain seeing the beauty through the... pain! you made me a, you made me a believer, believer pain! you break me down, you build me up, believer, believer pain! oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain my life, my love, my drive, it came from... pain! you made me a, you made me a believer, believer third things third send a prayer to the ones up above all the hate that you've heard has turned your spirit to a dove, oh ooh your spirit up above, oh ooh i was choking in the crowd building my rain up in the cloud falling like ashes to the ground hoping my feelings, they would drown but they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing inhibited, limited till it broke open and rained down and rained down, like... pain! you made me a, you made me a believer, believer pain! you break me down, you build me up, believer, believer pain! oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain my life, my love, my drive, it came from... pain! you made me a, you made me a believer, believer last things last by the grace of the fire and the flames you're the face of the future, the blood in my veins, oh ooh the blood in my veins, oh ooh but they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing inhibited, limited till it broke open and rained down and rained down, like... pain! you made me a, you made me a believer, believer pain! you break me down, you build me up, believer, believer pain! oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain my life, my love, my drive, it came from... pain! you made me a, you made me a believer, believer 最后更新： 2019-11-11 使用频率： 1 质量： 参考： 匿名警告：包含不可见的HTML格式 英语 a low art [excerpt from the penelopiad] by margaret atwood (canada) now that i’m dead i know everything. this is what i wished would happen, but like so many of my wishes it failed to come true. i know only a few factoids that i didn’t know before. death is much too high a price to pay for the satisfaction of curiosity, needless to say. since being dead — since achieving this state of bonelessness, liplessness, breastlessness —i’ve learned some things i would rather not know, as one does when listening at windows or opening ot her people’s letters. you think you’d like to read minds? think again. down here everyone arrives with a sack, like the sacks used to keep the winds in, but each of these sacks is full of words —words you’ve spoken, words you’ve heard, wo rds that have been said about you. some sacks are very small, others large; my own is of a reasonable size, though a lot of the words in it concern my eminent husband. what a fool he made of me, some say. it was a specialty of his: making fools. he got away with everything, which was another of his specialties: getting away. he was always so plausible. many people have believed that his version of events was the true one, give or take a few murders, a few beautiful seductresses, a few one-eyed monsters. even i believed him, from time to time. i knew he was tricky and a liar, i just didn’t think he would play his tricks and try out his lies on me. hadn’t i been faithful? hadn’t i waited, and waited, and waited, despite the temptation — almost the compulsion — to do otherwise? and what did i amount to, once the official version gained ground? an edifying legend. a stick used to beat other women with. why couldn’t they be as considerate, as trustworthy, as all-suffering as i had been? that was the line they took, the singers, the yarn- spinners. don’t follow my example, i want to scream in your ears — yes, yours! but when i try to scream, i sound like an owl. of course i had inklings, about his slipperiness, his wiliness, his foxiness, his — how can i put this? — his unscrupulousness, but i turned a blind eye. i kept my mouth shut; or if i opened it, i sang his praises. i didn’t contradict, i didn’t ask awkward questions, i didn’t dig deep. i wanted happy endings in those days, and happy endings are best achieved by keeping the right doors locked and going to sleep during the rampages. but after the main events were over and things had become less legendary, i realised how many people were laughing at me behind my back — how they were jeering, making jokes about me, jokes both clean and dirty; how they were turning me into a story, or into several stories, though not the kind of stories i’d prefer to hear about m yself. what can a woman do when scandalous gossip travels the world? if she defends herself she sounds guilty. so i waited some more. now that all the others have run out of air, it’s my t urn to do a little storymaking. i owe it to myself. i’ve had to work myself up to it: it’s a low art, tale-telling. old women go in for it, strolling beggars, blind singers, maidservants, children — folks with time on their hands. once, people would have laughed if i’d tried to play th e minstrel —there’s nothing more preposterous than an aristocrat fumbling around with the arts — but who cares about public opinion now? the opinion of the people down here: the opinions of shadows, of echoes. so i’ll spin a thread of my own. 他加禄语 isang mababang kwento ng sining sa tagalog 最后更新： 2020-02-01 使用频率： 1 质量： 参考： 匿名 英语 i stepped outside. it had rained all day, and i could feel the moisture in the air. for some reason, i’d always loved thunderstorms. they reminded me of nights from my childhood when my family would gather on the porch, blanketed by the safety of our house, watching the violent swirl of rain and lightning rip through the neighborhood from what seemed like a far distance. we were right in the thick of the chaos, but it didn’t feel like it. all 6 of us would stand together, silent, in awe of the powerful and destructive force of nature unfolding before our eyes, invoking a sense of peace and calm within each of us. i walked into the parking lot, heading towards my car. the air smelled like rain and it brought back that same sense of peace and calm i used to have. i felt happy. it was my second time visiting this new friend in this new town. i had parked in the same spot as last time. as i approached my parking spot, something was off. a brief moment passed that felt longer than it should have felt. i looked around, as if to second-guess the fact that i was standing here, in this spot, right now. it was gone. disappeared. my stomach dropped. a thing that i had so clearly owned had vanished. my own possession, which i had worked for and paid for, which had carried me on multiple journeys across the country, which is uniquely part of my story and mine alone, had been ripped away from me. as soon as i gained proper functioning of my senses, i concluded that one of two things had happened. either someone had broken the window, hot wired my car and driven off, or some vulture towed it as part of his job description. i’m a big believer in not over-complicating things, so i assumed the more reasonable latter. my fists were tightly clenched. i paced around with an air of haste. my sense of peace and calm had transformed in a matter of moments. i’d been in this situation before, so it wasn’t confusion that i felt. i couldn’t quite put my finger on it. i found the sign i was unconsciously looking for, and dialed the number, almost automatically. “what kind of car is it?…uhhh…yeah i’m pretty sure we have it…well i dunno for sure, i haven’t seen it…they’re closed…monday at 8:30 am………i’m in georgia, bud…8:30 monday…” i felt as if i was chained to a wall. i had nothing but my words with which to fight for what was rightfully mine, and my words didn’t matter. they shattered like sugar glass against the structure that had been imposed by some faceless voice on the phone, utterly out of my reach. if i screamed, i felt as if the sound would fade to silence no more than 2 inches from my face, reaching nobody. i felt helpless. i started walking. it was still wet. the moisture in the air felt sticky and gross. … i saw my apartment, but kept walking. i was heading for the tow company lot. initially i didn’t realize i had made up my mind, but my quickened pace told me everything i needed to know. i was not going to let somebody impose their own structure on me. i decided to take control of the situation. i was in charge of my own freedom and i wouldn’t let anybody take that away from me. it was a 30 minute walk to the lot, so i had some time to devise my plan. there would probably be fences, and they would probably be locked up with a chain. i could climb over the fence no problem; i had done so many times before. i had my snowboard and a bag of winter clothes in my car since i hadn’t fully moved into my new place yet. in that bag was a ski mask, so i could conceal my face in the likely event that i was caught on a security camera. my license plates were attached to my old address, halfway across the country. i would be difficult to locate. the towing company was a small local company, so i assumed they didn’t have enough disposable resources to justify fighting a legal battle over a lost tow fee. i needed to register my car in my new state anyways, which i would do first thing that week. that way the license plate they had on file would no longer be valid. i was betting on the fact that pursuing me would be too much of a cost to be worth it. i also had a set of pliers in my car, which i would use to loosen the chain. this might take some work, but it could be done. once the chain was loosened, it was a matter of busting through the fence. i would just need to pick up enough speed. my jeep could take the hit, no problem. i had arrived. it was time to make the move. i jumped the fence easily and stealthily made my way to my car. i opened it up, located my ski mask, put it on, and grabbed the pliers. my heart was pounding. i ran over to the fence. the chain was thicker than i had imagined. i worked on it. i found the weak spot and tried to pry it open. it wouldn’t budge. i kept trying. i must have been working at it for 30 minutes. i looked at my watch and less than 5 minutes had passed. i stuck with it. after 10 minutes, i had noticeably chipped away at the metal. my hand was cramped. i switched hands and kept wor 最后更新： 2020-02-14 使用频率： 1 质量： 参考： 匿名 英语 i'm so glad i found you. you're the only one i can talk to. definitely the only girl i've ever talked to. but i feel so comfortable with you. no one listens to me. i talk. they change the subject. it's not that i feel like i have something better to say. i don't know if i have much to say at all. i've never had a chance to try. but i found you... here in this museum. alone with no one to talk to. like me. like each other. pushed back in a corner and forgotten. but we aren't alone anymore. the minute i saw you here, i knew you were special. there was something magical about your eyes. i know they aren't your actual eyes, but the eyes they painted you... mystical eyes that gazed upon me and held me here. did the artist capture your true eyes? if so they are the most amazing ones i have ever seen. you're so pretty. such a beautiful princess... didn't your people believe you were a goddess if you were royalty? i could worship you. i hope you don't mind me saying that. what's it like to be worshiped? not that i want to be. i imagine there are down sides. like princess diana... don't be jealous. i never met the woman... but she was killed by the people who loved her too much. i guess it possible to love something too much. like lenny and the rabbit... hugging and squeezing the life out of what you love so much. i hope your people didn't do that to you. it's important to love just enough. just enough to know you are loved without hurting the object of your affection. but you died so young. it's not fair. no one should have such a short life. egyptians believed in immortally or some such thing. you live on, remembered but no one to talk to. never getting to say anything. i guess i was a mummy before i met you. there ...but not being heard. i wish i could give you what you've given me... a voice. a chance to exist. a chance to be real. so much of life is fake. it would be wonderful to be real.. to be real together... a real life for the two of us. what would we do first? good question. what does one do for a princess? do princesses like picnics? i know a nice place where we could go. it's a meadow near a creek. the sound of water drowns out the world around you. you only hear the birds and the wind through the leaves. you watch the clouds and dream. did you ever watch the clouds and dream them in to something? i create the most amazing pictures in the clouds. i would love to show you how. i would teach you. teach you the way to dream beautiful pictures in the sky. what is my favorite dream? a phoenix. rising from the ashes and burning brighter than the sun. does it sound nice? you want to hear more? what else would we do? we'd watch the sunset fires burn away the day and hold hands as the colors dazzle us and burn away the worries of today. then as the fire dies, the embers float above us and turn to stars. the stars sparkling down on us like a crown worthy of a princess. we'd get closer until i was holding you and then you'd fall asleep in my arms, but i couldn't sleep. i wouldn't want to miss any moment with you. holding you, feeling your body close to my own... that would be better than any dream. would you like that? me too. more than anything. that's my wish. the wish for the princess of giza. giza? that where you are from isn't it? does that make you a geezer? sorry. couldn't resist. i better go. what's that? a gift? you don't need to give me anything. being with you is enough. i can't take your ring. please don't cry. i would if i could but the museum... i know it's yours but... shh... it's alright... i will take it. really, i will. watch. (he nervously looks around and crawls over a barrier. he carefully opens a container and is happy when an alarm doesn't go off. he picks up the ring and shows her) this one? it's beautiful. your fingers are so tiny. you must have the most beautiful hands. (he crawls out of barrier and looks around, happy he didn't get caught) i will cherish this. this means a lot to me. i've never been given anything by a girl before. i will keep it with me always so i can dream about you... dream we were made for each other ... i for you and you saved for me. i love it... (steps away) and i love you. 他加禄语 最后更新： 2021-02-01 使用频率： 1 质量： 参考： 匿名 英语 as i stared here on the terrace of my apartment i couldn't help but think that i would once again have the nightmare that i experience every night. since i was a child what i dreamed was not good and i did not want to see. fear always envelops me whenever i realize it's time to go to sleep. i went to the front door and sat on the floor as i heard the laughter of the people rejoicing in their respective homes. i just asked myself, 他加禄语 habang nakatulala ako dito sa terrace ng apartment ko ay hindi ko maiwasang isipin na sasabak na naman ako sa malalang panaginip na kada gabi kong nararanasan. simula bata ako kung ano anong napapanaginipan kong hindi maganda at ayaw kong makita. binabalot ako lagi ng takot sa tuwing mamamalayan kong oras na nang ting tulog. pumunta ako sa harap ng pinto at umupo sa sahig habang naririnig ko ang mga halakhak ng mga taong nagsasaya sa kani kanilang mga tahanan. napatanong nalang ako sa sarili ko, 最后更新： 2021-03-09 使用频率： 1 质量： 参考： 匿名 英语 you can't yet say you've loved. if you have never tried to gamble. you won’t win, if you don’t bet. so i'm no longer afraid to try, when you come. we have been together for two years. i remember, i was still embarrassed to introduce myself to you. but it didn't take long, your heart was a little lighter, when i started listening to the stories you brought. you said, you were hurt so much when you last loved so you're afraid to gamble again. i hugged you completely, and on my shoulder you were s 他加禄语 hindi mo pa masasabing nagmahal ka na. kung hindi mo pa nasusubukang sumugal. hindi ka mananalo, kung hindi ka tataya. kaya hindi na ako natatakot sumubok, noong dumating ka. dalawang taon tayong nagsama. naalala ko, nahihiya pa ako sayo noon mag pakilala. pero hindi nag tagal, yung loob mo medyon gumaan na, nung simulan kong pakinggan ang mga kwento mong dala. sabi mo, masyado kang nasaktan nung huli mo minahal kaya takot ka na ulit sumugal. niyakap kita ng buo, at sa balikat ko’y ika’y s 最后更新： 2021-12-02 使用频率： 1 质量： 参考： 匿名 英语 friends and family – i'd like to thank all of you for being here today, especially since many of you knew that i'd want to say a few words … it’s very touching that you still decided to come. from the moment we got engaged i’ve been thinking about this wedding. i just wanted everything to be perfect and was determined not to overlook even the most insignificant detail. but i needn’t have worried, his best man made sure he was there. i’m so glad to be married to paul; caring, talented, modest, charming – i can see why he picked me. seriously, i don’t think there could ever be anyone in this world more perfect for me than paul is and i appreciate my good fortune in marrying such a warm-hearted and loving man. when we first started going out together i was attracted by his ambition, drive and determination. three years later, when he proposed to me, i realised that without those qualities our marriage would still be as strong and i’d love him just as much. paul brings out the good in me, he makes me laugh and he makes me enjoy each and every moment of life just by being a part of mine. they say that you don't marry someone you can live with – you marry the person who you cannot live without. this is certainly true with paul, i simply couldn’t live without him and i look forward to growing old and grey with him at my side. but a lot of people seem to think there is a big difference to your relationship once you are married. someone told me that before marriage a man will lay awake all night thinking about something you said, while after marriage he'll fall asleep before you have finished saying it. well, paul has talked to me about marriage and how life is going to change. he spoke about the hours in front of the kitchen sink, the washing of socks, unpaid secretary, social organiser, babysitter, cook, etc … and for the first couple of months asked if i’d be willing to help him out. today would not have gone nearly so well without the generous help of so many people – and whilst my husband has already taken care of the ‘thank yous’, i would like to single out a few of you for my own praise. firstly, my wonderful mother who has been a pillar of strength over the last eight months and the rock of the foundation on which this whole day has been built. in my life she has made me very happy and i must take this opportunity to thank her not only for her enduring and mostly patient love, but also for planning and executing such a wonderful day as today. moving on to my father, who wanted to give me the wedding of my dreams and succeeded. i understand there was a bet going on as to whether he would have tears in his eyes when he walked me down the aisle today. he did have tears in his eyes, but that might have been because he was worrying over what he would say to his bank manager on monday morning. my dad is a formidable character as well as a devoted family man. we are very close and, not surprisingly, given his spirit, his generosity and his wisdom, i’ve always looked up to him. it would take quite a man to live up to my father, but in paul, i have found that man. there are other parents i want to thank too – my husband’s, for their generous contribution and their continuous support in the lead up to the wedding. sally and ray made me feel so welcome right from the very first time i met them and i feel immensely fortunate to have married into such a great family. my sincere wish is that together paul and i can build a home that is as welcoming and as full of love and happiness as theirs is – personally speaking i also quite like the idea of five bedrooms, three bathrooms and a big garden too. of course, i have another special reason to thank sally and ray – their care and guidance over the years has had a very positive influence over paul and their very best qualities have rubbed off on him. they raised him so he’d grow up to be a perfect husband. look how well he did today saying, ‘i do’ at the right place in the ceremony. as long as he keeps saying ‘yes dear’ we'll have a wonderful marriage. our supporting cast deserves recognition as well. and they are all of paul’s brothers, gary, richard and mark – our ushers. paul’s best man and best friend, jason … depending on the contents of his speech they might even stay friends. my bridesmaids, helen and liz – who have been a terrific help to me, not only today, but throughout the many weeks of intense wedding preparation. and last but not least, i’d like to make a special mention of lucy, my chief bridesmaid. she is the unsung heroine of this wedding, without all her effort today would not have been half as enjoyable for me. she is my oldest and dearest friend and we have been through some bad times and we have been through a lot of good times. her friendship has been a source of strength to me throughout the years and i felt honoured to have her standing with me today. finally, let me end as i began, by thanking you all once again for coming tonight. i can honestly say that today would not have been the same if we had not been in the company of our dear friends and family. at wedding’s it is the guests that create the party atmosphere and you good people have certainly done that for us. may i propose a toast to love, laughter and friendship. cheers! 他加禄语 kasal pananalita mula sa bride sa lahat 最后更新： 2017-07-24 使用频率： 1 质量： 参考： 匿名 获取更好的翻译，从 4,401,923,520 条人工翻译中汲取 用户现在正在寻求帮助： Cookie 讓我們提供服務。利用此服務即表示你同意我們使用Cookie。 更多資訊。 確認