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i want to know, you better will you let me?

Tagalog

gusto ko lang mas makilala ka

Last Update: 2022-01-22
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if i wanted a hug, would you let me?

Tagalog

sino ako para sa iyo?

Last Update: 2020-04-11
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i think if i kiss you correct me if im wrong

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i think if i kiss you correct me if im wrong

Last Update: 2022-03-02
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if i wanted a hug would would you let me hug you

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if i wanted a hug would you let me hug you?

Last Update: 2021-04-20
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if i wanted a hug would would you let me hug you

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what i am to you

Last Update: 2021-04-20
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many artists lived in the greenwich village area of new york. two young women named sue and johnsy shared a studio apartment at the top of a three-story building. johnsy's real name was joanna. in november, a cold, unseen stranger came to visit the city. this disease, pneumonia, killed many people. johnsy lay on her bed, hardly moving. she looked through the small window. she could see the side of the brick house next to her building. one morning, a doctor examined johnsy and took her temperature. then he spoke with sue in another room. "she has one chance in -- let us say ten," he said. "and that chance is for her to want to live. your friend has made up her mind that she is not going to get well. has she anything on her mind?" "she -- she wanted to paint the bay of naples in italy some day," said sue. "paint?" said the doctor. "bosh! has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice -- a man for example?" "a man?" said sue. "is a man worth -- but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind." "i will do all that science can do," said the doctor. "but whenever my patient begins to count the carriages at her funeral, i take away fifty percent from the curative power of medicines." after the doctor had gone, sue went into the workroom and cried. then she went to johnsy's room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime. johnsy lay with her face toward the window. sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep. she began making a pen and ink drawing for a story in a magazine. young artists must work their way to "art" by making pictures for magazine stories. sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. she went quickly to the bedside. johnsy's eyes were open wide. she was looking out the window and counting -- counting backward. "twelve," she said, and a little later "eleven"; and then "ten" and "nine;" and then "eight" and "seven," almost together. sue looked out the window. what was there to count? there was only an empty yard and the blank side of the house seven meters away. an old ivy vine, going bad at the roots, climbed half way up the wall. the cold breath of autumn had stricken leaves from the plant until its branches, almost bare, hung on the bricks. "what is it, dear?" asked sue. "six," said johnsy, quietly. "they're falling faster now. three days ago there were almost a hundred. it made my head hurt to count them. but now it's easy. there goes another one. there are only five left now." "five what, dear?" asked sue. "leaves. on the plant. when the last one falls i must go, too. i've known that for three days. didn't the doctor tell you?" "oh, i never heard of such a thing," said sue. "what have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? and you used to love that vine. don't be silly. why, the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were -- let's see exactly what he said – he said the chances were ten to one! try to eat some soup now. and, let me go back to my drawing, so i can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us." "you needn't get any more wine," said johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed out the window. "there goes another one. no, i don't want any soup. that leaves just four. i want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. then i'll go, too." "johnsy, dear," said sue, "will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until i am done working? i must hand those drawings in by tomorrow." "tell me as soon as you have finished," said johnsy, closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue. "i want to see the last one fall. i'm tired of waiting. i'm tired of thinking. i want to turn loose my hold on everything, and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves."

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c / ang huling dahon ng o henry

Last Update: 2020-01-11
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many artists lived in the greenwich village area of new york. two young women named sue and johnsy shared a studio apartment at the top of a three-story building. johnsy's real name was joanna. in november, a cold, unseen stranger came to visit the city. this disease, pneumonia, killed many people. johnsy lay on her bed, hardly moving. she looked through the small window. she could see the side of the brick house next to her building. one morning, a doctor examined johnsy and took her temperature. then he spoke with sue in another room. "she has one chance in -- let us say ten," he said. "and that chance is for her to want to live. your friend has made up her mind that she is not going to get well. has she anything on her mind?" "she -- she wanted to paint the bay of naples in italy some day," said sue. "paint?" said the doctor. "bosh! has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice -- a man for example?" "a man?" said sue. "is a man worth -- but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind." "i will do all that science can do," said the doctor. "but whenever my patient begins to count the carriages at her funeral, i take away fifty percent from the curative power of medicines." after the doctor had gone, sue went into the workroom and cried. then she went to johnsy's room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime. johnsy lay with her face toward the window. sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep. she began making a pen and ink drawing for a story in a magazine. young artists must work their way to "art" by making pictures for magazine stories. sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. she went quickly to the bedside. johnsy's eyes were open wide. she was looking out the window and counting -- counting backward. "twelve," she said, and a little later "eleven"; and then "ten" and "nine;" and then "eight" and "seven," almost together. sue looked out the window. what was there to count? there was only an empty yard and the blank side of the house seven meters away. an old ivy vine, going bad at the roots, climbed half way up the wall. the cold breath of autumn had stricken leaves from the plant until its branches, almost bare, hung on the bricks. "what is it, dear?" asked sue. "six," said johnsy, quietly. "they're falling faster now. three days ago there were almost a hundred. it made my head hurt to count them. but now it's easy. there goes another one. there are only five left now." "five what, dear?" asked sue. "leaves. on the plant. when the last one falls i must go, too. i've known that for three days. didn't the doctor tell you?" "oh, i never heard of such a thing," said sue. "what have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? and you used to love that vine. don't be silly. why, the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were -- let's see exactly what he said – he said the chances were ten to one! try to eat some soup now. and, let me go back to my drawing, so i can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us." "you needn't get any more wine," said johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed out the window. "there goes another one. no, i don't want any soup. that leaves just four. i want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. then i'll go, too." "johnsy, dear," said sue, "will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until i am done working? i must hand those drawings in by tomorrow." "tell me as soon as you have finished," said johnsy, closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue. "i want to see the last one fall. i'm tired of waiting. i'm tired of thinking. i want to turn loose my hold on everything, and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves."

Tagalog

c / ang huling dahon ng o

Last Update: 2020-01-11
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hand of the virgin white hand, silky and soft, if you part it my hair, all my anguish inside i forget completely. and like a flower that spreads your finger petal beautifully, if i can feel it, o good darling, like the flower that i kiss. hand that is kind, with a flower in tenderness, with a vortex in the middle gathering inside; beautiful hands as if with medicine, a hundred wounds erased with caress. like white and kind birds n

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kamay ng birhen mapuputing kamay, malasutla’t lambot, kung hinahawi mo itong aking buhok, ang lahat ng aking dalita sa loob ay nalilimot ko nang lubos na lubos. at parang bulaklak na nangakabuka ang iyong daliring talulot ng ganda, kung nasasalat ko, o butihing sinta, parang ang bulakiak kahalikan ko na. kamay na mabait, may bulak sa lambot, may puyo sa gitna paglikom sa loob; magagandang kamay na parang may gamot, isang daang sugat nabura sa haplos. parang mga ibong maputi’t mabait na n

Last Update: 2022-01-27
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"freedom" [verse 1:] they never thank me for opening doors but they ain't even thank jesus when he died on the cross 'cause your spirit is ungrateful, bitches is so hateful i remain a staple my career's been a pink print when i retire, tell 'em think pink pink friday is the imprint and these bitches basic, instinct oh shit, my commercial's on did i really body bitches with commercial songs? did i really prophesy every thing i do? but before i continue let me thank my crew so that was young wayne, mack maine, baby & slim came tez & e.i. told me it wouldn't be in vain 'cause prior to me signing i could've went insane and even now i think do i really want this fame let me get up and go, 700 to go overseas for a show everybody get quiet when i'm starting the show man i'm birthing these artists and i'm starting to show [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here [verse 2:] who i wanna work with? nobody 99% of them, is nobody bitches acting like they killing shit, ok when i check these bitches guns, no bodies these niggas is fake fucks and opportunists niggas spend they last dime to say they copped the soonest why these niggas going broke to get ya approval? pretty soon, they'll be back up on them ramen noodles b-b-b-bible, queen is the title and if you are my rival, then that means you're suicidal and if you in the club then it's a young money recital i'm just that vital i'm busy, never idle i'm ya idol, i'm ya idol, i'm ya mothafuckin' idol pink friday in macy's thongs and some pasties (yo, what other female rapper perfume in there? 'cause i must've missed it) 12 milli to kick my feet up get ready this is the re-up [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here [bridge:] mirror, mirror, won't you realize? i just have to decide what you hiding from? what you hiding from? mirror, mirror, won't you realize? i just have to decide what you hiding from? what you hiding from? hiding baby [x2:] would you, would you give ya would you, would you give ya would you, would you give ya all for your [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here submit corrections"freedom" [verse 1:] they never thank me for opening doors but they ain't even thank jesus when he died on the cross 'cause your spirit is ungrateful, bitches is so hateful i remain a staple my career's been a pink print when i retire, tell 'em think pink pink friday is the imprint and these bitches basic, instinct oh shit, my commercial's on did i really body bitches with commercial songs? did i really prophesy every thing i do? but before i continue let me thank my crew so that was young wayne, mack maine, baby & slim came tez & e.i. told me it wouldn't be in vain 'cause prior to me signing i could've went insane and even now i think do i really want this fame let me get up and go, 700 to go overseas for a show everybody get quiet when i'm starting the show man i'm birthing these artists and i'm starting to show [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here [verse 2:] who i wanna work with? nobody 99% of them, is nobody bitches acting like they killing shit, ok when i check these bitches guns, no bodies these niggas is fake fucks and opportunists niggas spend they last dime to say they copped the soonest why these niggas going broke to get ya approval? pretty soon, they'll be back up on them ramen noodles b-b-b-bible, queen is the title and if you are my rival, then that means you're suicidal and if you in the club then it's a young money recital i'm just that vital i'm busy, never idle i'm ya idol, i'm ya idol, i'm ya mothafuckin' idol pink friday in macy's thongs and some pasties (yo, what other female rapper perfume in there? 'cause i must've missed it) 12 milli to kick my feet up get ready this is the re-up [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here [bridge:] mirror, mirror, won't you realize? i just have to decide what you hiding from? what you hiding from? mirror, mirror, won't you realize? i just have to decide what you hiding from? what you hiding from? hiding baby [x2:] would you, would you give ya would you, would you give ya would you, would you give ya all for your [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here submit corrections "freedom" [verse 1:] they never thank me for opening doors but they ain't even thank jesus when he died on the cross 'cause your spirit is ungrateful, bitches is so hateful i remain a staple my career's been a pink print when i retire, tell 'em think pink pink friday is the imprint and these bitches basic, instinct oh shit, my commercial's on did i really body bitches with commercial songs? did i really prophesy every thing i do? but before i continue let me thank my crew so that was young wayne, mack maine, baby & slim came tez & e.i. told me it wouldn't be in vain 'cause prior to me signing i could've went insane and even now i think do i really want this fame let me get up and go, 700 to go overseas for a show everybody get quiet when i'm starting the show man i'm birthing these artists and i'm starting to show [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here [verse 2:] who i wanna work with? nobody 99% of them, is nobody bitches acting like they killing shit, ok when i check these bitches guns, no bodies these niggas is fake fucks and opportunists niggas spend they last dime to say they copped the soonest why these niggas going broke to get ya approval? pretty soon, they'll be back up on them ramen noodles b-b-b-bible, queen is the title and if you are my rival, then that means you're suicidal and if you in the club then it's a young money recital i'm just that vital i'm busy, never idle i'm ya idol, i'm ya idol, i'm ya mothafuckin' idol pink friday in macy's thongs and some pasties (yo, what other female rapper perfume in there? 'cause i must've missed it) 12 milli to kick my feet up get ready this is the re-up [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here [bridge:] mirror, mirror, won't you realize? i just have to decide what you hiding from? what you hiding from? mirror, mirror, won't you realize? i just have to decide what you hiding from? what you hiding from? hiding baby [x2:] would you, would you give ya would you, would you give ya would you, would you give ya all for your [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here "freedom" [verse 1:] they never thank me for opening doors but they ain't even thank jesus when he died on the cross 'cause your spirit is ungrateful, bitches is so hateful i remain a staple my career's been a pink print when i retire, tell 'em think pink pink friday is the imprint and these bitches basic, instinct oh shit, my commercial's on did i really body bitches with commercial songs? did i really prophesy every thing i do? but before i continue let me thank my crew so that was young wayne, mack maine, baby & slim came tez & e.i. told me it wouldn't be in vain 'cause prior to me signing i could've went insane and even now i think do i really want this fame let me get up and go, 700 to go overseas for a show everybody get quiet when i'm starting the show man i'm birthing these artists and i'm starting to show [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here [verse 2:] who i wanna work with? nobody 99% of them, is nobody bitches acting like they killing shit, ok when i check these bitches guns, no bodies these niggas is fake fucks and opportunists niggas spend they last dime to say they copped the soonest why these niggas going broke to get ya approval? pretty soon, they'll be back up on them ramen noodles b-b-b-bible, queen is the title and if you are my rival, then that means you're suicidal and if you in the club then it's a young money recital i'm just that vital i'm busy, never idle i'm ya idol, i'm ya idol, i'm ya mothafuckin' idol pink friday in macy's thongs and some pasties (yo, what other female rapper perfume in there? 'cause i must've missed it) 12 milli to kick my feet up get ready this is the re-up [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here [bridge:] mirror, mirror, won't you realize? i just have to decide what you hiding from? what you hiding from? mirror, mirror, won't you realize? i just have to decide what you hiding from? what you hiding from? hiding baby [x2:] would you, would you give ya would you, would you give ya would you, would you give ya all for your [hook: x2] i feel free i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn a l 'cause it's crazy in here crazy in here crazy in here they'll never thank me for opening doors but they ain't even thank jesus when he died on the cross cause your spirit is ungrateful bitches is so hateful, i remain a staple my career's been the pinkprint when i retire, tell 'em think pink pink friday is the imprint and these bitches basic, instinct oh shit, my commercial's on did i really body bitches with commercial songs? did i really prophecy every thing i do? but before i continue let me thank my crew so that was young wayne, mack maine, baby and slim came tezz and ei told me it wouldn't be in vain cause prior to me signing i could've went insane and even now i think, "do i really want this fame?" let me get up and go, 700 to go overseas for a show everybody get quiet when i'm starting the show man, i'm birthing these artists and i'm starting to show [chorus: x2] i feel free, i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn an l cause it's crazy in here crazy in here, crazy in here who i wanna work with? nobody! 99% of them is nobody bitches acting like they killing shit, ok when i check these bitches guns, no bodies these niggas is fake fucks and opportunists niggas spend they last dime to say the copped the soonest why these niggas going broke to get your approval? pretty soon, they'll be back up on them ramen noodles b-b-b-bible, queen is the title and if you are my rival, then that means you're suicidal and if you in the club then it's a young money recital i'm just that vital, i'm busy, never idle i'm ya idol, i'm ya idol, i'm ya mothafuckin' idol pink friday in macy's, thongs and some pasties (yo, what other female rapper perfume in here? cause i must've missed it) 12 milli to kick my feet up, get ready this is the re-up [chorus] mirror, mirror, won't you realize? i just have to decide what you hiding from? what you hiding from? hiding baby would you, would you, give your would you, would you, give your would you, would you, give your all for yours [chorus] read more: nicki minaj - freedom lyrics | metrolyrics they'll never thank me for opening doors but they ain't even thank jesus when he died on the cross cause your spirit is ungrateful bitches is so hateful, i remain a staple my career's been the pinkprint when i retire, tell 'em think pink pink friday is the imprint and these bitches basic, instinct oh shit, my commercial's on did i really body bitches with commercial songs? did i really prophecy every thing i do? but before i continue let me thank my crew so that was young wayne, mack maine, baby and slim came tezz and ei told me it wouldn't be in vain cause prior to me signing i could've went insane and even now i think, "do i really want this fame?" let me get up and go, 700 to go overseas for a show everybody get quiet when i'm starting the show man, i'm birthing these artists and i'm starting to show [chorus: x2] i feel free, i feel freedom why they mad? you should see them burn an l cause it's crazy in here crazy in here, crazy in here who i wanna work with? nobody! 99% of them is nobody bitches acting like they killing shit, ok when i check these bitches guns, no bodies these niggas is fake fucks and opportunists niggas spend they last dime to say the copped the soonest why these niggas going broke to get your approval? pretty soon, they'll be back up on them ramen noodles b-b-b-bible, queen is the title and if you are my rival, then that means you're suicidal and if you in the club then it's a young money recital i'm just that vital, i'm busy, never idle i'm ya idol, i'm ya idol, i'm ya mothafuckin' idol pink friday in macy's, thongs and some pasties (yo, what other female rapper perfume in here? cause i must've missed it) 12 milli to kick my feet up, get ready this is the re-up [chorus] mirror, mirror, won't you realize? i just have to decide what you hiding from? what you hiding from? hiding baby would you, would you, give your would you, would you, give your would you, would you, give your all for yours [chorus] read more: nicki minaj - freedom lyrics | metrolyrics

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nagtatampok nicki minaj

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