검색어: your smell bad (영어 - 타갈로그어)

smell bad
maban

you smell bad
bahong iro ka

they smell bad.
ambabaho nila.

i miss your smell
miss ko ang iyong pabango

go take a bath because u smell bad
go take a shower because u smell bad

your penis smells bad
baho kag oten hahhaa

smells bad
anti kulob

it smells bad
lakola

my pussy smells bad
wala akong ginawa mali

that child will bathe because it smells bad first
maligo kana anak kasi subrang baho muna

you were never demolished your posts are planted deep into this heart immovable foundation as thick as puma punku blocks. i bring you with me like a burning birthmark persistent in solitude and desolations i seek for your strong doors. your smell of dark fragrant moss and earth alive like flowers of your grounds of rest and frolic and peace twisting on your iron gates. your trees i took them they stand like royal guards listening to countless pastor screams and prayer. humming me
hindi ka kailanman nawasak ang iyong mga post ay nakatanim nang malalim sa pusong ito na hindi mapapalitan ng foundation na kasing kapal ng mga bloke ng puma punku. dinala kita kasama mo tulad ng isang nasusunog na tanda ng panganganak na nananatili sa pag-iisa at mga pagkawasak na hinahanap ko ang iyong mga malalakas na pintuan. ang iyong amoy ng madilim na mabangong lumot at lupa na buhay tulad ng mga bulaklak ng iyong bakuran ng kapahingahan at palusot at kapayapaan umikot sa iyong mga pintuang bakal. ang iyong mga puno kinuha ko sila tumayo sila tulad ng mga guwardiya ng hari nakikinig sa hindi mabilang na hiyawan at pagdarasal ng pastor. humming ako

"don't let me cry mom. my lungs won't get bigger, won't get stronger, won't make wiser. don't let me cry mom. don't hear those comments, your kisses won't spoil me, your chest won't make me dependent, i don't do it to disturb. don't let me cry mom. i can only trust you, i only know your voice, your smell, i only think of you since i came out of your womb. don't let me cry mom. don't teach me to comfort myself alone, i don't need it, because i know i can always count on you. don't listen to them. don't spoil me when you attend my cry. i do not ask you for comfort at night to disturb, i seek you because i need you, because i do not understand this world we live in, because i am just learning to love. don't teach me from a young age to cry, to suffer, to feel loneliness. i'm gonna learn it i promise. one day i will suffer for real and my cry will not be for you to hold me in your arms or for you to give me your breast, one day my cry will be of an adult and you will not be able to comfort him. that day i want to remember simpler days. days when my parents used to kiss me and that's all i would stop crying. those days are not coming back and if i never had them i won't have to remember. don't let me cry mom. "
wag mo akong hayaang umiyak