Хронически хочется верить в тебя. И

Хронически хочется верить в тебя. И хочется думать, что ты изменился. Поэтому, веру внутри не губя, твержу про себя: ничего, оступился. И, если ты глух, значит, я не глуха.
И, если ты слеп, значит, я вижу ясно. Ну, с кем не бывает, ну кто без греха? С реальностью я иногда не согласна. Хронически хочется верить тебе, сжимая в руке не предателя руку. Заходится разум в неравной борьбе и просит у сердца: прими за науку! Но снова оправдан любимый злодей. Возможно, ты просто по жизни везучий. По-прежнему хочется верить в людей. Наверное, это - клинический случай.

Результаты (английский) 1:

Chronically I want to believe in you. And I think that you've changed. Therefore, faith in not ruining, have kept telling myself: nothing game. And, if you are deaf, so I'm not tone-deaf.And, if you are blind, it means I can see clearly. Well, who is not, who is without sin? With the reality I sometimes disagreed. Chronically I want to believe you, clutching in his hand not the traitor's hand. Mind of worries in the unequal fight and asks for the heart: take the for science! But again acquitted favorite villain. Perhaps you're just lucky in life. Still want to believe in people. Probably, this is the case.

Результаты (английский) 2:

Chronically want to believe in you. And we would like to think that you've changed. Therefore, faith in not ruining, keep telling myself: nothing, stumbled. And, if you are deaf, then I'm not deaf.
And if you're blind, so I can see clearly. Well, who does not happen, well, who is without sin? With reality sometimes I do not agree. Chronically want to believe you, clutching a traitor's hand. Sunset in mind the unequal struggle and asks heart: Take for science! But again acquitted favorite villain. Maybe you're just lucky in life. Still want to believe in people. Probably, it is - a clinical case.

Результаты (английский) 3:

Chronically want to believe in you. And you don't want to think that you have changed. Therefore, faith is not губя inside, there is a blessed strength to myself: nothing, stumbled. And, if you're blind, then, I do not send some Tornado jets.
and, if you're blind, then I can see clearly. Mr.,With whom does not often, who without sin? With a reality I sometimes do not agree. Chronically would like to believe you, compressing in your hand is not traitor in hand. She asks for Marcello wisdom in an unequal struggle, and requests from the heart: Sodexo for science!But again acquitted favorite curved line. Perhaps, you're just in the life of husband. Still would like to believe in people. Perhaps, this is clinical cases.