- Амата! – я подбежал к побелевшей

- Амата! – я подбежал к побелевшей девушке и схватил ее за руку. – Ты цела?
Она стояла словно в ступоре, не отвечая.
- Уходи. – медленно произнесла она, не отрывая взгляда от трупа солдата. – Уходи, немедленно. Ну же. Уходи!
Она толкнула меня в грудь. Я сделал шаг назад и едва не оступился на лестнице, ведущей к двери Убежища.

Как - уходить?! Да, мне надо было уходить, я понимал это, но не был готов услышать это от нее. От Аматы.

- Ты разве не пойдешь со мной? – словно до сих пор не веря в происходящее, ошеломленно спросил я. Она покачала головой.
- Амата!..
- Ничего не говори. Просто уходи. Сейчас сюда придут еще охранники и мой отец. Тебя застрелят.
- Я не хочу уходить. – пересохшими губами прошептал я. Амата подняла на меня глаза и я вздрогнул, столько в них было холода и отчужденности. Всего лишь несколько месяцев.
Неподалеку раздались голоса.
- Роач, иди. Твой отец ушел, уходи вслед за ним, прошу тебя. От вас и так многие пострадали в Убежище. И вот… - она достала из кармана маленькую голозапись, - это оставил твой отец Джонасу, перед тем как… Иди!
Я криво усмехнулся. Внутри как будто разлетелись осколки льда. Ранящие и холодные.
- Даже не попрощаешься?

Она осторожно, будто я был прокаженным, приблизилась ко мне и, перегнувшись через перила, прижалась к моим губам. Я отвечал ей с какой-то новой жадной страстью, словно пытаясь насытиться ею про запас. По ногам прошелся ветерок и повеяло ночным холодом из пещеры. Она оторвалась от моих губ.

- Прости. – сказала она, подходя к пульту управления и набирая какой-то код. – Просто тебе здесь не место.

Результаты (английский) 1:

-Amata! -I ran to pobelevšej girl and grabbed her hand. -You're still intact?She stood as if in a stupor, not answering. -Go away. She said slowly, not taking his eyes from the corpse of a soldier. -Resign immediately. Well the same. Go away!She pushed me in the chest. I took a step back and nearly stumbled on the stairs leading to the Asylum door.How to-go away?! Yes, I had to go, I knew that but was not ready to hear it from her. From Amata.-Did not you go with me? -as if still in disbelief at what was happening, I asked ošelomlenno. She shook her head. -Amata!.. -Say no more. Just go away. Now here come more guards and my father. You shot. -I don't want to leave. -dry lips I whispered. Amata raised eyes on me and I winced, so much they were cold and alienation. Only a few months. Nearby, the sounds of voices.-Roach, go. Your father gone, go after him, I beg you. From you and so many suffered at the asylum. And here is ...-She took from his pocket a small golozapis′, is left your father Jonas, before ... Go!I asked smiled. Inside as if flew shards of ice. Hurt and cold. -Not even you say farewell? She gently, as if I was a leper approached me and, leaning over the railing, clung to my lips. I answered her with a kind of greedy new passion, as if trying to get enough of its pro stock. Legs crossed a breeze and wafted the night chill of the cave. She broke away from my lips. -Sorry. "she said, going to the control panel and typing some code. -Simply you don't belong here.

Результаты (английский) 2:

- Amata! - I ran to the whitened girl and grabbed her arm. - Are you all right?
She stood as if in a stupor, not answering.
- Go away. - She said slowly, not taking his eyes off the corpse of a soldier. - Leave immediately. Come on. Go away!
She pushed me in the chest. I stepped back and almost tripped on the stairs leading to the door of the Vault. How - to leave ?! Yes, I had to go, I knew it, but was not ready to hear it from her. From Amata. - Do not you come with me? - As if still in disbelief, I asked, stunned. She shook her head. - Amata ..! - Do not say anything. Just go away. Now here come the guards and even my father. You get shot. - I do not want to leave. - Dry lips I whispered. Amata looked up at me and I shivered as they were cold and alienation. . Just a few months surrounding voices were heard. - Roach, go. Your father is gone, go after him, I beg you. From you, and so many have suffered in the Refuge. And now ... - she took out from his pocket a small golozapis - it left your father Jonas before ... Go! I smiled wryly. Inside, like scattered pieces of ice. Injuring and cold. - Do not even say goodbye? She gently as if I were a leper, came up to me and, leaning over the railing, I clung to my lips. I answered her with some new greedy passion, as if trying to get enough of it in reserve. According to the shin breeze walked and breathed the cold night air of the cave. She looked up from my lips. - I'm sorry. - She said, going to the control panel and typing some code. - You just do not belong here.

Результаты (английский) 3:

amata. i ran to the побелевшей girl and took her hand. - are you all right?she stood as if paralyzed, not answering.- go away. - did she come slowly, eyes from the dead soldier. - get out right now. come on. go away!she pushed me in the chest. i took a step back and nearly stumbled on the stairs leading to the door of refuge.how to leave? yes, i have to leave, i understand that, but i wasn"t ready to hear it from her. from the аматы.- aren"t you coming with me? is it still not believing in things, ошеломленно i asked. she shook her head.amata. ...- don"t say anything. just get out of here. now, here come"s guards, and my father. you get shot.- i don"t want to go. - пересохшими lips whispered to me. amata raised their eyes at me and i started, so it was cold and alienation. only a few months.there were loud voices.- roach, go. your father"s gone, go after him, please. of you and so many have suffered in the shelter. and then... she took from his pocket a small a holo recording, it left your father jonas, before... go!i askew chuckled. inside, like all shards of ice. ранящие and cold.- don"t say goodbye?she carefully, if i were a leper came closer to me, and перегнувшись over the railing, snuggled up to my lips. i answered her with a new greedy desires, like trying to get enough and to spare. legs off the cold wind and sounds of the caves. she got away from my lips.- i"m sorry. "she said, approaching the control booth and writing some code. - you just don"t belong here.