Jsem zvědavá, kdo bude největší grafoman. :-) Stejně jako Hilda bych to u mě viděla na max. 5 stran. S více nikoho terorizovat nechci. :-) (už zbývá jenom začít)
Taky bych chtěla poprosit o strukturovanou formu povídky. Když vidím blog ve formě jednolitého odstavce, tak ho rovnou nečtu.
Chcem si cvičiť angličtinu tak skúšam nejakú tu malú pieseň po anglicky, berte to s rezervou, možno tam bude veľa chýb. :))) A hlavne som nevedel či využiť minulý čas (ktorý som aj použil) alebo predminulý alebo predprítomný, keď sa hovorí o niečom, čo sa udialo, ale už sa nedeje a vie sa, kedy sa to stalo :D Dal som teda minulý jednoduchý.
Ballad of The Long Night
Long time ago, maybe days or years, like days come and go, under frozen tears.
We had not hope, we had not fire, we couldn't cope, in the sea of mire.
They was great and cold, they came faster than bolt. They was white and cruel, noone wanted a duel.
Kill by kill, blood by blood, night was still, and poor our mood.
No hope, no day, no heat or way, to have a better time.
No hope, no day, just sit and say, why to longer live.
Long time ago, maybe days or years, like days come and go, under frozen tears.
We had no idea, we had no weapon, it was only dirty via, that ends in end of moon.
They was great and cold, they came faster than bolt. They was white and cruel, noone wanted a duel.
Try by try, bullet by bullet, and noone knew why, they couldn't be killed
No hope, no day, stand here and stay, until you will be lost.
No hope, no day, what the hell what may, help us in this dread.
BTW: Niektoré slovíčka som sa naučil práve teraz, napríklad som potreboval niečo, čo sa bude rýmovať na hope a tak som robil rôzne variácie, až som prišiel na cope a to znamenalo vraj ,,poradiť si" tak sa mi to ešte aj hodilo...
teraz som sa pozrela na to este raz a moze :), zvycajne sa pouziva s with, aj mojmu uchu to znie lepsie, ale pouziva sa aj osamotene :)
to face and deal with responsibilities, problems, or difficulties, especially successfully or in a calm or adequate manner: After his breakdown he couldn't cope any longer.
Teď bohužel musím odbočit od vaší nadmíru zajímavé diskuse, ale potřebovala bych vědět všechno o Wyle, nebo jak se ta Jonova kojná jmenovala. Vím, že tam o ní někde byla zmínka, tuším že u Aryi, ale nějak se mi to nedaří najít. A taky třeba jak byla stará, jestli byla hezká a tak. Na tyto detaily já opravdu paměť nemám.
Teď bohužel musím odbočit od vaší nadmíru zajímavé diskuse, ale potřebovala bych vědět všechno o Wyle, nebo jak se ta Jonova kojná jmenovala. Vím, že tam o ní někde byla zmínka, tuším že u Aryi, ale nějak se mi to nedaří najít. A taky třeba jak byla stará, jestli byla hezká a tak. Na tyto detaily já opravdu paměť nemám.
Komentáře
Mr. Heavy - 30 normostran.....přestaň si dělat z nadšených pisatelů čurynu :-p
Gepeto - klidně dohoď více povídek na dané téma - to je naprosto v pořádku :-)
Hildegardo - na čučoriedky u kozuba se těším :-)))
Stejně jako Hilda bych to u mě viděla na max. 5 stran. S více nikoho terorizovat nechci. :-)
(už zbývá jenom začít)
Taky bych chtěla poprosit o strukturovanou formu povídky. Když vidím blog ve formě jednolitého odstavce, tak ho rovnou nečtu.
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Ballad of The Long Night
Long time ago,
maybe days or years,
like days come and go,
under frozen tears.
We had not hope,
we had not fire,
we couldn't cope,
in the sea of mire.
They was great and cold,
they came faster than bolt.
They was white and cruel,
noone wanted a duel.
Kill by kill,
blood by blood,
night was still,
and poor our mood.
No hope, no day,
no heat or way,
to have a better time.
No hope, no day,
just sit and say,
why to longer live.
Long time ago,
maybe days or years,
like days come and go,
under frozen tears.
We had no idea,
we had no weapon,
it was only dirty via,
that ends in end of moon.
They was great and cold,
they came faster than bolt.
They was white and cruel,
noone wanted a duel.
Try by try,
bullet by bullet,
and noone knew why,
they couldn't be killed
No hope, no day,
stand here and stay,
until you will be lost.
No hope, no day,
what the hell what may,
help us in this dread.
The Last Dragon
Fire and blood,
blood and fire,
in the burning mud,
or dirty mire.
Big lizards,
with the burning voice,
die or give up,
it's only your choice.
Big lizards,
with the bloody teeth,
be entire or cut,
or lost your breath.
The Dreads and Scary,
they makes still,
but now only their skull,
alive no longer will.
He was small and weak,
it wasn't the trick,
only the luck,
that had made him muck.
So sing this song,
so celebrate his death,
it was long,
but dragons have lost their breath.
BTW: Niektoré slovíčka som sa naučil práve teraz, napríklad som potreboval niečo, čo sa bude rýmovať na hope a tak som robil rôzne variácie, až som prišiel na cope a to znamenalo vraj ,,poradiť si" tak sa mi to ešte aj hodilo...
Skutočne? To som netušil... Takže samotné cope nemôže byť?
to face and deal with responsibilities, problems, or difficulties, especially successfully or in a calm or adequate manner: After his breakdown he couldn't cope any longer.
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