Ich bin faul
« German »
I sorting drawer putridly
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
« Welsh »
He raises , fair I shine , I go kill ' group ' heartburn jealous moon , who is already ' heartburn cruel I go I pale with he went I Go you ' I maid art ' heartburn distant more fair I do she.
I have a piercing on my cock
« Czech »
SELF hold a stringent next has cock
Skate or die!
« Croatian »
Skate or lay down one's life!
Man is stupid, God is not.
人は愚か、神ないである。
Foolishness, there is no God, there is a person.
by HilkMAN
Scott waxes her back.
« Portuguese »
Scott waxes it stops backwards.
by Paul
I must have died and gone to heaven, because you look like an angel.
Ik moet naar hemel gestorven zijn en gaan, omdat u als een engel
kijkt.
I must to sky died be and go, because you if an angel looks at.
So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways
All my underdogs, we will never be, never be
Anything but loud
And nitty gritty dirty little freaks
Won't you come on, and come on, and
Raise your glass
Just come on and come and
Raise Your Glass!
Svo ala upp þinn gler ef þú ert rangur Alls the réttur lifnaðarhættir Allur minn lítilmagni , við vilja aldrei vera , aldrei vera Allt annað en hávær Og snotur sendinn óhreinn lítill viðundur Myndað af will not þú batna , og batna , og Ala upp þinn gler Réttlátur batna og koma og Ala upp Þinn Gler!
Thus breed thy glazing maybe you art wrong Altogether the right ways Total my underdog , accustom wish never be , never be Anything but vociferous And sightly sandy unclean small freak Alluvial with will avail you recover , and recover , and Breed thy glazing Righteous recover and come and Breed Thy Glazing!
sweep the leg
sópa the fótur
whisk the tootsie
by Bobby Hay
Your mother is a filthy bitch.
« Welsh »
' dogs mother he is being I go ' heartburn dirty bitch.
by Soundgarden
