take it home oor Kornies
take it home
Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies
y dhon tre
y gemeres tre
Geskatte vertalings
Vertoon algoritmies gegenereerde vertalings
voorbeelde
Advanced filtering
Voorbeelde moet herlaai word.
Let him take it home.
Nyns eus den vyth y’n stevel.langbot langbot
Take it home with me again.
Res o dhedha mos dhe'n klavji.langbot langbot
It’s body horror. It’s a story that takes the ordinary trauma of problems in Cornwall, and wider society, and turn them into something twisted and macabre. There’s a content warning for it: Body horror (mouth), teeth, blood, brief violence, implied home intrusion, derogatory language regarding mental health, medical neglect. Tongue is available for free or pay-what-you-feel to support more work in Cornish. It’s approximately 3,800 words of advanced Cornish, for readers of fourth grade and beyond.
Res vydh dhedha gortos.langbot langbot
I saw it in the Sunday Times so I know it must be true I saw it in the Telegraph and the Observer had one too Advertisements for pasties, the finest you can buy Made by Tesco's far away in England, 'tis no lie Oh, me lads! You ought to see the pasties Two inches long in a plastic bag and the insides full of nasties Carrots and peas and kittikat, all jumbled in a mess Oh and a packet of Rennies that comes quite free with the compliments of Tesco's So early Monday morning, I set off for the town Tesco's supermarket in Pydar Street is found They lent to me a trolley with four wheels and made of tin How big then could this pasty be? I thought me luck was in Oh, me lads! You ought to see the pasties Two inches long in a plastic bag and the insides full of nasties Carrots and peas and kittikat, all jumbled in a mess Oh and a packet of Rennies that comes quite free with the compliments of Tesco's I looked all up and down the shelves all piled with tins so high I searched among the cheese and ham, the bread, the veg, the pies I searched among the underwear, even opened doors and hatches Then at last I found one hid behind a box of matches Oh, me lads! You ought to see the pasties Two inches long in a plastic bag and the insides full of nasties Carrots and peas and kittikat, all jumbled in a mess Oh and a packet of Rennies that comes quite free with the compliments of Tesco's I felt so sorry for the thing, all pale and all alone Says I, "Perhaps you'll grow a bit if I does take you home" I went up to the cash desk and then I turned quite cold It cost me 36 new pence, the bugger's made of gold Oh, me lads! You ought to see the pasties Two inches long in a plastic bag and the insides full of nasties Carrots and peas and kittikat, all jumbled in a mess Oh and a packet of Rennies that comes quite free with the compliments of Tesco's I put it in me pocket and homeward made me way That's when me troubles started, for a fine I had to pay The pasty fell from out a hole and on the floor it splayed They fined me twenty pound, you know, for fouling the highway Oh, me lads! You ought to see the pasties Two inches long in a plastic bag and the insides full of nasties Carrots and peas and kittikat, all jumbled in a mess Oh and a packet of Rennies that comes quite free with the compliments of Tesco's
Nos da, Mammik.langbot langbot
Jitterbug Jitterbug Jitterbug Jitterbug You put the boom-boom into my heart You send my soul sky high when your lovin' starts Jitterbug into my brain Goes a bang-bang-bang 'til my feet do the same But something's bugging you Something ain't right My best friend told me what you did last night Left me sleepin' in my bed I was dreaming, but I should have been with you instead Wake me up before you go-go Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo Wake me up before you go-go I don't want to miss it when you hit that high Wake me up before you go-go 'Cause I'm not planning on going solo Wake me up before you go-go Take me dancing tonight I wanna hit that high (yeah, yeah) You take the grey skies out of my way You make the sun shine brighter than Doris Day Turned a bright spark into a flame My beats per minute never been the same 'Cause you're my lady, I'm your fool It makes me crazy when you act so cruel Come on, baby, let's not fight We'll go dancing, everything will be all right Wake me up before you go-go Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo Wake me up before you go-go I don't want to miss it when you hit that high Wake me up before you go-go 'Cause I'm not planning on going solo Wake me up before you go-go Take me dancing tonight I wanna hit that high (yeah, yeah, yeah, baby) (Jitterbug) (Jitterbug) Cuddle up, baby, move in tight We'll go dancing tomorrow night It's cold out there, but it's warm in bed They can dance, we'll stay home instead (yeah, yeah) (Jitterbug) Wake me up before you go-go Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo Wake me up before you go-go I don't want to miss it when you hit that high Wake me up before you go-go 'Cause I'm not plannin' on going solo Wake me up before you go-go Take me dancing tonight Wake me up before you go-go Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo Take me dancing
Yma va ow tybri aval.langbot langbot
EPILOGUE Though I shed no tears for Puckapunyal’s very own Angel of Death, David’s conduct simply could not go on. He needed a change of diet – and soon. Within a matter of days, we had moved from the Scrub Hill area (having safely stowed Dr Mengele’s remains deep within the tunnel complex) and relocated ourselves to a lusher part of the Victorian forest, more suited to our needs. (I’ve always like ‘The High Country’ – very remote, very undisturbed.) I’ll not trouble you with the trials and tribulations of that relocation. Suffice it to say, we made it there – and no-one else got eaten along the way. I took time out to re-learn the spear-making skills I had learned while hunting small prey along the Darebin Creek as a child. (And, yes, I do have many hidden talents). Within weeks, and before I starved, I became adept at catching the plentiful game that existed in our new home.) I could not interest David in food from the local waterways – fish, mussels and yabbies (yum!) – but, with time and practice, another, more palatable option eventually came onto the menu: chubby, young wallaby. Did David take easily to the lean, red meat of the wallaby? No, it took time and patience on my part, a lot of time and patience. He refused this option for a great deal of time – and I had to put up with many zombie tantrums. (I really have decided that zombies have much in common with two-year-olds). Eventually, however, he would trail along behind me as I hunted and, once I had speared a wallaby, he would sprint off through the bush and hungrily fall upon it – just as he had done with Captain Doctor Mengele. Oh, happy days! One day, as we sat contentedly munching upon our latest (bloody) wallaby feast, I turned to David and said: “How do you feel about Papua New Guinea? I hear they’ve got some lovely, but very slow, tree-kangaroos there.” David grunted loudly – I thought he might yet warm to the idea.
Yw hemma frynkek?langbot langbot
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