Você procurou por: it is too late to think of the value of my life (Inglês - Latim)

the value of the icons
orgia

more than the value of the valet
non aes, sed fides.

at the end of the day. closing of the gates. spattered in the most unkind to me, of my life.
relinquo post me praeterita. claudendo portas. spargant in infortunii me vitae meae.

the customer is very important, the customer will be followed by the customer. also in the car. in the valley of the lake of my life always passes.
lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. etiam in vehicula felis. in convallis mi vitae lacus faucibus semper.

surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and i will dwell in the house of the lord for ever.
haec est generatio quaerentium eum quaerentium faciem dei iacob diapsalm

one thing have i desired of the lord, that will i seek after; that i may dwell in the house of the lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the lord, and to inquire in his temple.
da illis secundum opera ipsorum et secundum nequitiam adinventionum ipsorum secundum opera manuum eorum tribue illis redde retributionem eorum ipsi

and jacob said unto pharaoh, the days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years: few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.
respondit dies peregrinationis vitae meae centum triginta annorum sunt parvi et mali et non pervenerunt usque ad dies patrum meorum quibus peregrinati sun

and rebekah said to isaac, i am weary of my life because of the daughters of heth: if jacob take a wife of the daughters of heth, such as these which are of the daughters of the land, what good shall my life do me?
dixit quoque rebecca ad isaac taedet me vitae meae propter filias heth si acceperit iacob uxorem de stirpe huius terrae nolo viver

i sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
ego dormio et cor meum vigilat vox dilecti mei pulsantis aperi mihi soror mea amica mea columba mea inmaculata mea quia caput meum plenum est rore et cincinni mei guttis noctiu