Você procurou por: lacrimare nolumus (Latim - Inglês)

lacrimare
lacrimo, lacrimare, lacrimavi, lacrimatus shed tears, weep;

morituri nolumus mori
we who are about to die don't want to die

cameram cum mātre intrāre nolumus.
intrāre cabin with his mother's wish.

nos possumus multa facere sed nolumus
possiamo fare molte cose ma non vogliamo

cives autem eius oderant illum et miserunt legationem post illum dicentes nolumus hunc regnare super no
but his citizens hated him, and sent a message after him, saying, we will not have this man to reign over us.

nam et qui sumus in tabernaculo ingemescimus gravati eo quod nolumus expoliari sed supervestiri ut absorbeatur quod mortale est a vit
for we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened: not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life.

erat in campania, in urbe baiis. iuba et marcellus ibi una iter fecerant, sed nunc modo iuba reddit.” hoc tempore, iuba lacrimare coepit et mox alexander seleneque quoque lacrimabant.
in campania, the city briae. but juba thinks that they had been marching of marcellus, and there he together, but now only the juba thinks that it brings in. "at this time, and juba the girl began to cry, and soon after alexander the seleneque, too, were crying.

tandem pseudolus dixit, “si me audiveritis, lacrimabitis. nam necesse est mihi famam vobis dare: amicus vester noster amicus marcus claudius marcellus, est mortuus. nemo famae credere potest, sed est verum. erat in campania, in urbe baiis. iuba et marcellus ibi una iter fecerant, sed nunc modo iuba reddit.” hoc tempore, iuba lacrimare coepit et mox alexander seleneque quoque lacrimabant.
pseudolus finally said, "if you heard, lacrimabitis. for the report you need to give your friend, our friend, marcus claudius, also died. no one is to believe, but true. in campania, the city briae. and marcellus, there they had been marching in one of juba, juba, but now 10 the manner in requital. "this time, the girl began to cry, and soon after alexander the seleneque juba thinks that it, too, were crying.