Danger Hidden. When God describes our temptations, he often uses imagery of predator and prey, of hunter and victim. Sin ushers us into “a snare of the devil” ( 1 Timothy 3:7 ); likewise, the iniquities of a wicked man “ ensnare him, and he is held fast in the cords of his sin” ( Proverbs 5:22 ). Of course, “in vain is a net spread in "After all fire is something I pursue"This video DOESN'T contain any spoilers for the story of Danganronpa V3.So, I played Danganronpa V3 a little while ago "Into The Fire" by Sarah McLachlan from SolaceDownload on iTunes: http://smarturl.it/sarahsolacehttp://www.sarahmclachlan.com/"Into The Fire" Lyrics:Mother t Liar, liar, pants on fire. Your nose is longer than a telephone wire. Ask me, baby, why I'm sad. You've been out all night, know you've been bad. Don't tell me different, know it's a lie. Come kill me, honey, see how I cry. Why must you hurt me, do what you do. Listen here, girl, can't you see I love you. He went up to Elijah, who was sitting on the top of a hill, and said to him, “O man of God, the king says, ‘Come down.’”. But Elijah answered the captain of fifty, “If I am a man of God, let fire come down from heaven and consume you and your fifty.”. Then fire came down from heaven and consumed him and his fifty. From the award-winning author of Waking Lions, a provocative novel about how one mistake can have a thousand consequences. Nofar is an average teenage girl---so average, in fact, that she's almost invisible. Serving customers ice cream all summer long, she is desperate for some kind of escape. But one afternoon, a terrible lie slips from her . Chapter Text The third lie she ever tells is when she's 15, she's grown a foot taller and her hair is chopped to her ears, but she doesn't feel any different from a year ago. The only difference is that she feels hollow in this home, if she could even call her castle, this kingdom, her home. It was filled again with princess duties to prepare her to be a wonderful queen, her electric blue eyes have turned slightly duller here and it terrifies her, that she's becoming the hollowness of the 14 year old her that killed a monster that terrorized her people and her family, but why does she still feel like the one killed? There is this emptiness that she feels again from before meeting Marco, way before she was even with Tom to distract her from her princess life two summers ago, there is this feeling of nothing before she was filled with the love of past suitors and friends, she can't feel anything she can't feel her heart when he's on the other end of the was a lucky night, a night where once a month she was given a day off to relax, a day completely for her and on these days she feels the most like herself, she can invite Ponyhead over and maybe even Tom, she can adventure the dimensions for a day and it's everything in this hellhole of her kingdom that she loves but also fears. But this was different, Ponyhead was courting a centaur nowadays and never had time, and even Tom wasn't open either because of his treacherous demon duties, and she doesn't even remember really anyone from Earth besides him, yet here she was, waiting in front of a mirror call that she actually had left her wand on her bed instead of in her palms, and had her royal blue, puffy dress switched out for a blue nightgown fit for a princess like her, devil horns still perched on her head with dancing, glittering red hearts on her cheeks. Of course tonight was a night that he'd call, that she'd answer because she would not let a day like this be wasted and now she was fumbling words in pajamas. It's just a mirror and dimension that sit between them, but she can see he's changed so much since what happened last summer and she shivers, he's grown so much taller and there's even a strand or two of stubble on his chin, but he still looks like Marco."Star! Wow you answered I'm-gosh I'm so glad you answered, it's been so long!"She can finally feel her heart now, even hear it too because it flutters and pounds against her chest at the sound of how deep his voice has gotten and she doesn't know if that makes her happy or not that his soft, squeaky voice has turned as smooth as butter. "Good evening, sir Mar-I mean hi Marco! How are you?" She stops the formal voice and curtsey mid way, and it almost saddens her that she's forgotten to introduce herself to others casually again, that this lifestyle of regals and royals does not suit her at all yet she has to conform to it for all her life."I'm doing great! Our puppies are doing great too! They've gotten so much bigger, and mom and dad miss you a lot! So does Janna even though she won't admit it, and oh my gosh Jackie and I recently have celebrated a year-"And he keeps talking but Star's mood has already gone sour at just the mention of her, her glittering hearts have stopped dancing and have gone their dull, cherry pink-red, and her eyes have drooped even more down than before. She thought that in time that this would heal her, that her heart would drift away from her silly crush on him like the others but she knows it in her heart that it's gotten worse, it doesn't even feel like a crush anymore, but so much more than that, and it aches her. She's not listening into what he's saying but she doesn't need to hear to know it, she can see in his heartwarming brown eyes and the way his lips curl into a smile with a blush on his tanned cheeks that he's talking about Jackie, she knows the look too well, and it hurts all too much when she smiles and nods her head along. She's been faking for far to long and she regrets it, she never should have answered."Anyways how are you? When will you come visit?"She finally hears him when he finishes with the question, and there's this look of hope in his eyes and it makes her heart swell and her cheeks burn that she is breathless, she doesn't know what to say. She hasn't felt ok for a year and it hurts because even though she looks like she's changed she hasn't at the same time, and while it isn't important he hasn't even mentioned the drastic haircut or her growth in height. And maybe that's what hurts, is that he doesn't care as much as he used to, and her mouth feels sour as her growing dull eyes glare at him while she still plays a smile on her lips."I'm doing well Marco, my training has been exceeding beyond belief. I've even been compared to the greats like Celena and Ec-I've been well. However duties like mine are far more important that visitations, I'm afraid I have no time to be booked for a visitation currently, but I'm sure sometime when I am available I will."The words hiss from her lips like a snake, venom dripping from her lips and ice blue eyes shooting daggers, a smile fallen to a frown, and there is notable tension as his eyes turn confused and soft. "Star are you ok, I-" He starts but Star has forces another smile with twitching eyebrows and she's surprised she hasn't cried yet, because she's done with 'safe-kids" from Earth and she can't do with that right now at least. "I'm perfectly fine Marco, I'm actually feeling wonderfully. I must leave now however, I have far more important business to dwell on. Have a good day." And with a twitch of hand she has turned off the mirror with magic and she didn't lie with that, the wand is helpful but she is powerful now at least physically, but mentally is a different story. His eyes had looked so helpless when she had cancelled the call with a flick of her hands, but she's seen the look far too many times before, it's not the first time she's hung up on him, but somehow it still hurts, that she's purposely caused him pain this time around, but he's caused her far much more insufferable pain than he could imagine. And she walks to her bed and lays down to watch the glow and the dark stars pressed against her ceiling instead of the real ones outside her window, and she doesn't know if it was better to not have princess duties today or not. But it still stings when her eyes fall closed, even if there are no tears when she grips onto the wand that holds a family line's secrets, because she knows there won't be any visits anytime soon to Earth boys from Echo Creek, besides there hasn't been any for a year and there won't be for anytime soon. 本文目录 歌曲信息 One Last Time歌词 One Last Time评论 One Last Time免费下载地址 歌曲信息歌曲专辑：Power Hits 2015演唱歌手：Ariana GrandeOne Last Time歌词[by:Trap_Girl][00: was a liar[00: gave into the fire[00: know I should've fought it[00: least I'm being honest[00: like a failure[00: I know that I failed you[00: should've done you better[00: you don't want a liar come on[00: I know and I know and I know[00: gives you everything[00: boy I couldn't give it to you[00: I know and I know and I know[00: you got everything[00: I got nothing here without you[00: one last time[00: need to be the one[00: takes you home[00: more time[00: promise after that[00: let you go[00: I don't care[00: you got her in your heart[00: I really care is you[01: up in my arms[01: last time[01: need to be the one[01: takes you home[01: don't deserve it[01: know I don't deserve it[01: stay with me a minute[01: swear I'll make it worth it[01: you forgive me[01: least just temporarily[01: know that this is my fault[01: should have been more careful[01: on[01: I know and I know[01: I know[01: gives you everything[01: boy I couldn't give it to you[01: I know and I know and I know[01: you got everything[01: I got nothing here without you[01: one last time[01: need to be the one[01: takes you home[01: more time[01: promise after that[01: let you go[01: I don't care[01: you got her in your heart[02: I really care is you[02: up in my arms[02: last time[02: need to be the one[02: takes you home[02: know I shouldn't fight it[02: least I'm being honest[02: stay with me a minute[02: swear I'll make it worth[02: I don't want to be with out you[02: one last time[02: need to be the one[02: takes you home[02: more time[02: promise after that[02: let you go[02: I don't care[02: you got her in your heart[02: I really care is you[02: up in my arms[02: last time[03: need to be the one[03: takes you home yeah[03: last time[03: need to be the one[03: takes you home演唱《One Last Time》歌曲的歌手是Ariana Grande,《One Last Time》收录在《Power Hits 2015》专辑。One Last Time评论-sakura酱-:两年前就听这个歌了，怎么现在还评论这么少?71eight:不在这张专辑里 你去歌手主页看这首歌有几千评论伪谣张小样:[牵手][跳舞][禁止][这边][这边][禁止][跳舞][牵手]跳起来泊弥:[可爱]缓解压力的声音，工作之余适合这种节奏远哥315:这首歌竟然没有999？校园时代挺喜欢的歌肥头小周:我觉得以团的男孩都很棒，但是赛制吧（咳咳，个人观点啦嘻嘻）nikonkonikoni:我还得过几月啦 满14就是大人了，要负刑事责任了，不想到十四，想呆在初一不走了丨鬥丨:Booty Swing歌词：Now, in the land of 【Fu Manchu】,The girls all now do the Suzie-Q,Clap their hands in the center of the floor Saying【 Ching, ching, chop-suey】南辰er:以后不要拿你对我说过的话，和给过我的去爱别人好吗，不然我知道后会难过很久很久的臆丿:连续半月未晴天窗沿奔走寒气 冰霜概括屋外过半风景不曾来过凡间:唱的好听就行，符合我爱听的意愿就行，顶你加油?MAORONGYA:我的黑人兄弟推荐过来的 因为喜欢higher以后还会见面吗:不要回头一直走 你就会看见一颗又一颗的星星 在等着你扣诺吉良吉影哒:被你这么一说，我才发现这个是yyz今天凌砸也要学习呜呜呜:时间过去了，过去也过去了。枯叶也落完了，未来也不用你了。GillianLaw:老人家来怀缅青春了[流泪][大哭]One Last Time免费下载地址 免费获取下载地址，登陆后查看！ Ariana Grande I was a liar I gave into the fire I know I should've fought it At least I'm being honest Feel like a failure 'Cause I know that I failed you I should've done you better 'Cause you don't want a liar (come on) And I know, and I know, and I know She gives you everything but, boy, I couldn't give it to you And I know, and I know, and I know That you got everything But I got nothing here without you So one last time I need to be the one who takes you home One more time I promise after that, I'll let you go Baby, I don't care if you got her in your heart All I really care is you wake up in my arms One last time I need to be the one who takes you home I don't deserve it I know I don't deserve it But stay with me a minute I swear I'll make it worth it Can't you forgive me? At least just temporarily I know that this is my fault I should've been more careful (come on) And I know, and I know, and I know She gives you everything but, boy, I couldn't give it to you And I know, and I know, and I know That you got everything But I got nothing here without you, baby So one last time I need to be the one who takes you home One more time I promise after that, I'll let you go Baby, I don't care if you got her in your heart All I really care is you wake up in my arms One last time I need to be the one who takes you home I know I shouldn't fight it At least I'm being honest But stay with me a minute I swear I'll make it worth it 'Cause I don't want to be without you So one last time I need to be the one who takes you home One more time I promise after that, I'll let you go Baby, I don't care if you got her in your heart All I really care is you wake up in my arms One last time I need to be the one who takes you home One last time I need to be the one who takes you home Chapter Text The seventh lie she tells is when she's 24, the night is quiet and she is tired, her beautiful, blonde hair is pulled up into a messy bun and she wears a a flowing, blue robe, and she almost feels young again in such a calm state. Because who couldn't be calm in a night like this, especially a night where Star's only child lays in the crib before her, her daughter Luna Butterfly is a tiny thing with pale lilac skin and pink hair with tiny little horns, three big, beautiful eyes that are shaped like her fathers, the bottom two bright and blue like Star's, the third in the center red like her father's. She'd be a spitting image of her mother if it weren't for the demon features of her father's, or the fact that instead of red hearts like Star she wore little blood red, crescent moons on her cheeks. It's very fitting actually, considering that red really is her color and her name is Luna, it's all too looking of her daughter makes her heart swell, and Star now finally gets the saying her mother would tell her, "Everything changes when you become a mother and a queen." Because when she looks at her she thinks Luna is possibly the most beautiful thing she has ever seen, and while people had thought wrong of a child from a inter-mewni relationship, they still came to her little one's parties and festivals in their honor, kept their lips shut to welcome a coming princess and queen. And even when they said anything she didn't care, this child was hers and this child of hers would be magnificent, her people would never know the struggle of her life or her beautiful baby. She hadn't been happier in years, almost a decade even, for all she had felt was this numbness until her glittering little Luna had came into her night was peaceful and she was grateful, she had her daughter and she had this silent night in a silent kingdom. Nothing shouldn't have ruined on shouldn't however, for everything was good and she would've finally been happy until he came in all his glory with magic scissors and tired both seemed to always be tired lately."She's beautiful."He whispers to her, arms leaned on Luna's nursery, his arms touching her crossed ones paralleling his, their arms side by side. And her eyes were fresh with tears before he had come, (shocker right), because oh god she was a mother and this child was hers. And it was nice for a moment, his shoulders almost leaning on hers as if she was his lifeline, before she closed her eyes and realized who she was and who he was, that it's Marco Diaz and he shouldn't be here."Thank you, Marco. However, what's your reason for being here so late at night? You should be at home with Jackie, and your son, Mac."She almost spits the last words out, because she's forgotten he'd had a son too, one with brown eyes and his brown hair, but it still hurts to see the pale skin and freckles of his mother. Lets herself sigh, blue eyes tired and worn out from a loveless 8 years until her little Luna was born."I came to give you my blessings, can't a best friend come over and do that?"He laughs it bitterly, and she can almost feel his voice shake like her breaths, because there's so much left between them and there's still nothing left to say."I suppose so."She whispers back, and she's so tired physically and mentally now, so she lets herself lean on his shoulders, when he slides his hand on the railing of the crib to hold hers, lets him lean his head on top of hers because he's so much more taller than the boy he was at 14. She lets them hold on to each other because they're both broken in their own ways. They've both gotten too old and they're only 24."She's perfect Star, wouldn't you agree?"He mumbles, chokes it out almost and she's not shaking and crying again, and they both know it's not tears of joy but she still dries them with her dirtied white gloves, curses away the quick thought that Luna would've looked prettier with tan skin and two brown eyes, but she still nods her head yes like the liar she is."Yeah, she's perfect." 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

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