Однажды, в один холодный январский

Однажды, в один холодный январский день я шел по улице. Святило яркое солнце, а впереди раскинулся ландшафтный парк, закутанный ледяными зимними одеялами. В плеере играла восхитительная, полная волшебства композиция в стиле аплифтинг транс, а мне было шестнадцать. Я глубоко вдохнул черствый морозный воздух, и что-то вздрогнуло в моём сердце. Я понял, что хочу быть на месте того, кто создал этот прекрасный трек. Хочу, что бы другой юный человек проникся моей электронной симфонией и потянулся к звездам! С тех самых пор это моя главная цель и мечта в творчестве. И это стремление даёт мне силу к жизни, ведь музыка - ничто иное, как манна в нашем, отнюдь не фантастическом мире.
Десять лет вялого, неуверенного становления , и последний год усиленных попыток передать dfv свои лучшие чувства не обернулись успехом. Но я продолжаю постигать вершину, под названием звук. И очень надеюсь, что мечта сбудется ;) Да, да, именно как мечтают дети.

Результаты (английский) 1:

Once, in one cold January day, I was walking on the street. Svâtilo bright sunshine, and ahead lies a landscape Park, muffled icy winter blankets. The player played a delightful, full of magic composition in the style of uplifting trance, and I was sixteen. I deeply inhaled the stale frosty air, and something vzdrognulo in my heart. I realized that I wanted to be in place of the one who created this beautiful track. Wish that another young man imbued with my electronic Symphony and reached out to the stars! Since this is my main goal and dream in creativity. And this desire gives me the force to life music-nothing but manna is not in our fantasy world. Ten years of sluggish, hesitant formation, and last year strengthened attempts to convey the dfv their best feelings not resulted in success. But I continue to comprehend peak, called sound. And I really hope that dream will come true;) Yes, Yes, exactly like the dream children.

Результаты (английский) 2:

One day, one cold January day I was walking down the street. Holy bright sun and in front of a landscape park stretches wrapped ice winter blankets. The player played a delightful, full of magic composition in the style of uplifting trance, and I was sixteen. I took a deep breath of stale cold air, and something quivered in my heart. I knew I wanted to be in place of the one who created this beautiful track. I want that to another young man imbued with my e symphony, reaching for the stars! Since then, it's my main goal and dream in the works. And this desire to give me the strength to live, because the music - nothing else but manna in this, is not a fantasy world.
Ten years of sluggish, uncertain formation, and the last year trying to convey dfv reinforced his best feelings are not turned into a success. But I continue to perceive the summit, called sound. And hope that dream will come true;) Yes, yes, as the dream of the children.

Результаты (английский) 3:

one day, one cold january day i was walking down the street. святило bright sun, and in front of the sprawling landscape park, закутанный cold winter blankets. in the player played a delightfulthe magic is in the style of uplifting trance, i was sixteen. i took a deep breath cold frosty air, and something вздрогнуло in my heart. i realized that i wanted to be on the site.who created this great track. want another young man in my electronic symphony and reached out to the stars. since it is my goal and dream in creativity.and it will give me strength to live, because music is nothing like any of our, not fantastic world. "ten years of stagnant, uncertain of.and last year increased attempts to dfv your best feelings don't have success. but i keep them to the summit, called a sound. and very much hope that the dream will come true. yes, it is like the dream of children.