Hai cercato la traduzione di my chair, my spot, sit here you wi... da Inglese a Latino

my chair, my rule
cathedra mea, regulae meae

my chair, my rules
cathedra mea, regula meae

you will not die
et non morieris

you will not hurt her,
vos mos non vulnero suus

you will not yield
i non cedere

you will not be missed
et non potest desiderari

you will not be able to see
videre non poteris me

you will not answer the questions
nos pugnare

make me your friend, you will not regret
fac mecum amicus tuus, non paenitet

you will not be afraid to walk alone
solus et non timebis

broken you will not should bend of those
frangar non flectar

one day you will miss me but i will not be there
non mihi aliquando non carebitis

he who made you without you will not save you without you
qui fecit te sine te, non justificavit te soñé te

arrange for your house because you will die and you will not live
dispone domui tuae quia morieris tu et non vives. disposes de tes biens

carry the womb of a goat which has never had offspring against your naked flesh. you will not conceive.
remedia ad contraconceptionem

i propose to write about worldly contempt that those living in the world will not be charmed in vain let us cease to sin, let us cease to sin. unless you turn around and become like a child and change your life for the better in action, you will not be able to enter the blessed kingdom of god, the blessed kingdom of god. trumpet when you die
regnum dei beatus regnum dei beatus. tuba cum sonuerit dies crit extrema et iudex advenerit vocabit sempiterna electos in patria prescitos ad inferna prescitos ad inferna. ad mortem festinamus ..

from this day i will be a good disciple and teacher: i will never sleep in school, i will always obey you, i will compute well and write beautifully! what? will you be a good student? that's not possible! to-morrow you will sleep again in the game, you'll count badly, you will write foully, and you will not obey me!
ab hoc die bonus discipulus ero, magister: numquam in ludo dormiam, semper tibi parebo, bene computabo et pulchre scribam! quid? bonus discipulus eris? id fieri non potest! cras rursus in ludo dormies, male computabis, foede scribes, nec mihi parebis!