Hai cercato la traduzione di make it da Inglese a Maori

make it legal
make it legal

sorry we could not make it
aroha mai kaore i taea e matou

that i may make it manifest, as i ought to speak.
kia whakakitea atu ai e ahau, kia rite ai taku korero ki te mea i tika

of a talent of pure gold shall he make it, with all these vessels.
kia kotahi taranata koura parakore e hanga ai taua mea, me ena oko katoa

and he that killeth a beast shall make it good; beast for beast.
ki te whakamate hoki tetahi i te kararehe, me utu e ia; he kararehe mo te kararehe

and thou shalt make an altar to burn incense upon: of shittim wood shalt thou make it.
a me hanga e koe he aata hei tahunga mea kakara: ko te rakau e hanga ai he hitimi

pilate said unto them, ye have a watch: go your way, make it as sure as ye can.
ka mea a pirato ki a ratou, he kaitiaki ano a koutou: haere, kia puta o koutou whakaaro kei taea atu ia

the lord is well pleased for his righteousness' sake; he will magnify the law, and make it honourable.
pai tonu mai a ihowa, he whakaaro ki tona tika; ka whakanuia e ia te ture, ka whakahonoretia

hollow with boards shalt thou make it: as it was shewed thee in the mount, so shall they make it.
kia tuwhera kau a roto, me hanga e koe ki te papa: kia rite tau e hanga ai ki tera i whakakitea ki a koe ki te maunga

and thou shalt make it a perfume, a confection after the art of the apothecary, tempered together, pure and holy:
ka whakaranu ai hei mea kakara, ko ta te kaiwhakaranu e hanga ai, he mea rongoa ki te tote, he mea parakore, he mea tapu

and the lord answered me, and said, write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it.
na ka utua mai taku e ihowa; i ki mai ia, tuhituhia te kite, kia marama rawa ki nga papa, kia tere ai te kaikorero

according to all that i shew thee, after the pattern of the tabernacle, and the pattern of all the instruments thereof, even so shall ye make it.
kia rite a koutou e hanga ai ki nga mea katoa e whakakitea nei e ahau ki a koe, ki te tauira o te tapenakara, ki te tauira hoki o ona mea katoa

and if a man borrow ought of his neighbour, and it be hurt, or die, the owner thereof being not with it, he shall surely make it good.
ki te tikina ano hoki e te tangata tetahi mea a tona hoa, a ka whara, ka mate ranei, me te ngaro ano te rangatira o taua mea, me ata whakautu ano e ia

i will also make it a possession for the bittern, and pools of water: and i will sweep it with the besom of destruction, saith the lord of hosts.
ka meinga ano a reira e ahau hei kainga mo te matuku, hei harotoroto wai; ka purumatia ano e ahau ki te puruma o te whakangaromanga, e ai ta ihowa o nga mano

and they received of moses all the offering, which the children of israel had brought for the work of the service of the sanctuary, to make it withal. and they brought yet unto him free offerings every morning.
na ka tangohia e ratou i te aroaro o mohi nga whakahere katoa i kawea e nga tama a iharaira hei hanga i nga mea mo te wahi tapu, kia oti. i kawea ano e ratou he whakahere homai noa ki a ia i tenei ata, i tenei ata

and two golden rings shalt thou make to it under the crown of it, by the two corners thereof, upon the two sides of it shalt thou make it; and they shall be for places for the staves to bear it withal.
me hanga ano etahi mowhiti koura mona kia rua, mo raro i tona niao, ki ona koki e rua, me hanga ki ona taha e rua, hei kuhunga mo nga amo, hei amohanga

sapasui is a samoan cultural recipe that my dad makes on special occasions like christmas, easter, or birthdays and sometimes my dad makes it for dinner, my dad knows how to make sapasui because he learnt from his dad and mum. here are the instructions on how to make it.
takakau recipe

spend all your time waiting for that second chance for a break that would make it okay there's always some reason to feel not good enough and it's hard at the end of the day i need some distraction oh, beautiful release memories seep from my veins let me be empty oh, and weightless, and maybe i'll find some peace tonight in the arms of the angel fly away from here from this dark, cold, hotel room and the endlessness that you fear you are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie you're in the arms of the angel may you find some comfort here so tired of the straight line and everywhere you turn there's vultures and thieves at your back the storm keeps on twisting keep on building the lies that you make up for all that you lack it don't make no difference…
nga ringa o te anahera