Bude oor Kornies

Bude

eienaam

A town in Cornwall, England

Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies

Pluwborthbud

Porth Bud

Porthbud

place

Soortgelyke frases

Bude River
An Heyl · Dowr Bud

Bude Bay
Baya Bud

Bude Canal
Dowrgleudh Porthbud

Bude Castle
Kastel Bud

Bude - Stratton
Pluw Borthbud Strasnedh

Bude Haven
Porth Bud

voorbeelde

Goldsworthy Gurney, who lived at Bude Castle, experimented with many inventions, including an early car.
Goldsworthy Gurney, o trigys yn Kastel Bud, a wrug arbrovow gans lies dismygyans, y'ga mysk karr a-varr.

I hope you enjoy your stay in the house/property and fall for Bude's unique charm like we did.
Re omlowenhahowgh agas godrik y’n chi keffrys ha bos movys gans hus dibarow Porthbud kepar dell esen ni.

Bude River
/ An Heyl / / /

Bude Canal
/ Dowrgleudh Porthbud / / /

Bude Castle
/ Kastel Bud / / /

Bude
/ Pluwborthbud / / /

Bude Haven
/ Porth Bud / / /

Bude ( town )
Porthbud

Bude - Stratton
/ Pluw Borthbud Strasnedh / / /

Bude River
/ Dowr Bud / / /

Lands End to Looe, blue and crimson sky, blue and crimson, And soft winds blowing on my cheek, The dearest land as you are, with blessed waters that flow, Cornwall is my country until the end of the world. Cornwall, your land so beautiful and green, your high cliffs and white and big beaches, Strong love endures, with the sweet music of the choir, Forever there is desire to be your being my land. Bude and Melindreath, along cliffs I have been, I have been, Through fog as white as milk, and black cloud, A Celtic country as I know, every meadow, farm and hill, Cornwall is my land according to heart.
Penn an Wlas dhe Logh, ebrenn las ha kogh – glas ha kogh, Ha gwynsow medhel ow hwytha war ow bogh, An kerra bro dell os, gans dowrow kann a fros, Kernow yw ow bro bys penn an bys. Ker-now; dha dir mar deg ha glas, dha alsyow hir ha trethow gwynn ha bras, Kerensa grev a dhur, gans ilow hweg a’n keur, (diwettha termyn ughelheans alhwedh (yn korbellow)) Bys vykken yma hwans dha vos ow gwlas. Porthbud ha Melindreth, a-hys alsyow my res eth, my res eth, Dres niwl mar wynn ‘vel leth, ha kommol du, Bro Geltek os dell won, pub pras ha trev ha bronn, Kernow yw ow bro warlergh kolonn.

Bude Bay
/ Baya Bud / / /

Since that time I’ve started other classes in Bodmin, Wadebridge, Camelford and Bude. I’ve helped in several of Cornwall Council’s projects through the Maga office, and taught in schools from time to time.
A-dhia an termyn na, my re dhallathas klassow erell dhe Vosvenegh, Ponswad, Ryskammel ha Porth Bud. My re weresas yn nebes ragdresow Konsel Kernow dre soedh Maga, ow tyski yn skolyow ynwedh termyn a dermyn.

Bude
/ Porthbud / / /

Lands End to Looe, blue and crimson sky, blue and crimson And soft winds blowing on my cheek The dearest land as you are, with blessed waters that flow Cornwall is my country until the end of the world Cornwall, your land so beautiful and green, your high cliffs and white and big beaches Strong love endures, with the sweet music of the choir Forever there is desire to be your being my land Bude and Melindreath, along cliffs I have been, I have been Through fog as white as milk, and black cloud A Celtic country as I know every meadow, farm and hill Cornwall is my land according to heart Cornwall, your land so beautiful and green, your high cliffs and white and big beaches Strong love endures, with the sweet music of the choir Forever there is desire to be your being my land
Penn an Wlas dhe Logh, ebrenn las ha kogh – glas ha kogh Ha gwynsow medhel ow hwytha war ow bogh An kerra bro dell os, gans dowrow kann a fros Kernow yw ow bro bys penn an bys Kernow; dha dir mar deg ha glas, dha alsyow hir ha trethow gwynn ha bras Kerensa grev a dhur, gans ilow hweg a’n keur Bys vykken yma hwans dha vos ow gwlas Porthbud ha Melindreth, a-hys alsyow my res eth, my res eth Dres niwl mar wynn ‘vel leth, ha kommol du Bro Geltek os dell won, pub pras ha trev ha bronn Kernow yw ow bro warlergh kolonn Kernow; dha dir mar deg ha glas, dha alsyow hir ha trethow gwynn ha bras Kerensa grev a dhur, gans ilow hweg a’n keur Bys vykken yma hwans dha vos ow gwlas

"Our relatives are the real stars of this book," said David accepting the Award alongside his cousin, "I don't think anyone had ever taken photographs in Bude before!"
“Agan kerens yw an sterennow gwir a'n lyver ma,” yn-medh David, yn-dann dhegemeres an Pewas ryb y genderow. “Ny grysav vy denvyth dhe denna skeusennow yn Porthbud kyns hemma!”