Дёйв !Мой милый мальчик !Мой озорно

Дёйв !Мой милый мальчик !Мой озорной сексуальный малыш !Многоликая вещь, называемая любовью, помогает навести мосты от одиночества на одном берегу к одиночеству на другом. Эти мосты бывают удивительно красивы, но лишь изредка они строятся навечно и чаще всего не выдерживают чрезмерного груза и рушатся.Любая женщина становится шикарной, когда с ней мужчина, который умеет зажечь ее глаза и украсить ее жизнь.
Стыдливо, осторожно, чуть дыша,
разделась перед ним моя душа.
Глаза души застыли не мигая.
Стоит душа немая и нагая...
Зачем ты это сделала, родная?
Хотела ты согреть его, сгорая?
С ним вместе улететь мечтала к звездам?
Разделась догола и ... вдруг, замерзла...
Ты думала, что ты ему нужна?
Какая же ты глупая, душа!
Ах, как же Молодость наивна и глупа
Не веря в Позднюю ... созревшую Любовь...
Мы в Юности порою так же ... свысока
Судили тех ... кто вдруг Влюблялся вновь.
Она так Чувственна ... Красива ... Глубока
Там ценно все ... прикосновение руки,
И осознание, что Жизнь не так длинна...
Успеть бы хоть чуть-чуть полюбоваться
На милый Сердцу Образ в тишине,
И дал бы новой встречи Бог дождаться ...
Чтоб на двоих ... одно дыханье ... при луне ...
Здесь споров нет, взаимных обвинений.
И дорожат уж тем, что просто есть ...
Не зарекайтесь Никогда,
Мол этого со мной не будет,
Нам с вами Бог один судья -
Он даст Урок нам и рассудит.
Не сокрушайтесь:" Мне за Что?"
И не ропщите:"Вот у Этой..."
Поверьте, Каждому Своё,
А мы лишь за Себя в Ответе!
На руинах любви, другой не построить,
Лишь воздушные замки возводят на них,
Кто, может попробовать хочет – не стоит
В тех замках, как в сердце, не держат чужих.

Скрывать любовь притворством не поможет,
Обман раскроется, любви ведь - нет
К первой любви остынешь, может,
Всё же останется ранимый след.
Любовь одна – подделок тысячи мелькают,
Только живёт в нас, настоящая любовь
Не говорите, что её на свете не бывает,
Кто раз любил, тот не полюбит вновь.
Милый мой мальчик ! Где ты. Я люблю тебя .Улыбнись мне.Я жду тебя.

Результаты (английский) 1:

Dëjv! My Darling boy! My Naughty sexy babe! Many-sided thing called love, helps build bridges from loneliness to solitude on the same bank on the another. These bridges are amazingly beautiful, but only occasionally they built forever and often cannot withstand excessive cargo and collapse any woman becomes chic, when with her man, who knows how to light her eyes and brighten her life.Bashfully, gently, just breathing,undressed before him my soul.The eyes of the soul have frozen without blinking.Soul stands mute and naked ...Why you did it, dear?Wishes you warm, burning?Dreaming to fly with him to the stars?Stripped and ... suddenly froze.You thought you needed?What are you stupid, soul!Oh, how naïve and foolish YouthNot believing in the late ... mature Love.We at times in his youth as well. downTried those ... who has suddenly Fallen again.She is so Sensual. Beautiful ... HlubokáThere is valuable ... touch hands,And the realization that life is not so long.Catch at least a little bit to admireThe cute Heart Image in silence,And would meet again God wait.So for two ... one breath of ... under the moon ...Here there is no dispute, recrimination.And cherish too that just got ...Don't ever say never,MOL this will be with me,We God one judgeHe will give a lesson to us and judge.Weep not: "me for what?"And not murmur: "here."Believe Me, To Each His Own,And we only for themselves in Reply!On the ruins of love, the other does not buildOnly castles erected on them,Who can try wants-not worth itIn those locks, as in the heart, does not hold.Hide love deception does not helpCheat reveal, love after all-noThe first love can ostyneš′,Still remain about the trail.Love one fakes thousands flitOnly lives in the us, true loveDo not say that it does not happen in the world,Who once loved, he didn't fall in love again.Cute boy! Where are you. I love you. ulybnis me. I'm waiting for you.

Результаты (английский) 2:

Dёyv! My dear boy! My naughty sexy baby! Many Faces thing called love, helps to build bridges of loneliness on one side to loneliness on the other. These bridges are amazingly beautiful, but occasionally they are built for eternity, and often can not withstand excessive load and rushatsya.Lyubaya woman becomes smart when her man, who knows how to light her eyes and decorate her life.
Shamefacedly gently, barely breathing,
undressed my soul before him.
His eyes were frozen soul without blinking.
It should be the soul of a mute and naked ...
What did you do, my dear?
I wanted you to warm it burning?
With him fly to the stars dreaming?
... stripped naked and suddenly, frozen ...
Do you think you need it?
What are you stupid soul!
Oh, how naive and foolish youth
do not believe in love too late ... matured ...
We in adolescence sometimes ... just down
the Judged ... who suddenly fell in love again.
She was so sensual ... beautiful ... deep
... There are all valuable touch of a hand,
and the realization that life is not as long ...
To have time to even slightly enjoy
on cute heart image in silence,
and would have given God a new meeting to wait ...
So that for two ... ... one breath at the moon ...
There is no dispute, recriminations.
And certainly cherish the fact that there are simply ...
Do not promise ,
Like this is not me,
You and God one judge -
He will give us a lesson and judge.
Do not crush, "I for what?"
And do not grumble, "This is from ... This"
Believe me, to each his own,
And we only for himself in return!
On the ruins of love, the other does not build
castles in the air was only erected on them,
who may want to try - not worth it
in the castle, like the heart, do not keep other people. Hide Love pretense does not help, Deception will be revealed, After all, love - no love The first ostynesh maybe Yet remain vulnerable trail. Love alone - thousands of counterfeit flash, only lives in us, true love Do not say it do not happen, who once loved, he did not fall in love again. My dear boy! Where are you. I love you .Ulybnis mne.Ya waiting for you.

Результаты (английский) 3:

Dave !you're my boy !my scene in Akihabara sexy baby !Many Faces thing, called love, helps to build bridges from the solitude on a single bank to loneliness on the other. These bridges are amazingly beautiful,But only occasionally they are forever and most often will not tolerate excessive load and crumbling.Any woman becomes a chic, when the man, who knows how ignite her eyes and decorate its life.
practically disappeared,Carefully, a little oars,
nude before him my soul.
soul eyes glued does not blink.
is soul немая and Nagoya ...
Why do you have this done, native?
like you do it, kabob?
with him together catch dream come true for the stars?
Nude naked and ... suddenly, frozen ...
i thought I was, that you told him you need?
what you silly, soul!
s, as well as same Youth clever politicians
Not believing in later ... созревшую love ...
we as a teenager sometimes the same ... seduce
tried those ...Those who suddenly Влюблялся again.
it so Чувственна ... Beautiful ... Every American President since Eisenhower
there was valuable all ... if you touch your hands,
and the awareness that life is not as long ...
catch would be at least a little marvel
on the savage heart image in a quiet,
And he would have to wait for a new meeting of God ...
unto the two ... one impregnable â€" inâ ... the moon ...
here there is no dispute, mutual accusations.
and cherish even more so, that simply have ...
not зарекаитесь never,
Mall this with me will not be,
We are with you God one judge -
he will give us a lesson and good deeds.
not humble yourselves:" me for that? "
and do not ensamples: "Now, this ... "
check, each its,
and we only for themselves in response!
on the ruins of love, and the other is not the way to build,
Only castles in the air are legitimizing them,
those who might try to want to - there is no
in those locks, as well as in the heart, do not hold others.lord Hide love had no qualms will not help you,
deception expands to reveal, love it - no
The first love остынешь, may,
all same will remain highlighted trail.
love one - counterfeits thousands of Priozersk,
only live in us, and this love
do not speak English, that it is not in the light of the sometimes,
who once loved, the bones do not again.
But I'm my boy ! Where are you. I love you .see you smile me.I'm you.