I'm not getting a line. It happens in the rain. 电话打不出去 The phone doesn't work. 往东走三十里是圣朱德医院 St. Jude's has 24-hour emergency, 30 miles east. 好的 Okay. 乖乖坐下来 You sit here, okay? 继续压着伤口,我去找救护车 Keep pressure on the wound. I'll be back ...
了,他们觉得很过时,年轻人如果想说倾盆大雨的话,就说"It's pouring." 就像上帝在倒水一样。 OK, so for today's bonus. If it's pouring rain outside, often we'll say "Don't go outside, you're gonna get soaked!" What does soaked mean? "Wet" means you have a little bit of water ...
But we won't let it go for Nothin' (no not for) Nothin'. This should be nothin' to a love like what we got. Ohhh, baby... I know sometimes It's gonna rain... But baby, can we make up now 'cause i can't sleep through the pain (cant sleep through the pain). [chorus] ...
The people cry rain the people cry Rain go away Rain go way Rain go Every boby It's gonna rain It's gonna rain Ya better get ready Ya better get right Got to know But the rainbow sign He said no more water But fire next time yeah ...
外部播放此歌曲> Albert Lee - Now And Then Its Gonna Rain 专辑:Lay It Down 歌手:Albert Lee 还没有歌词哦
I think my friends wife has been banging a black guy. Because they just had a baby. And the baby had a hole in it. — Anthony Jeselnik 104 You keep your past by having sisters. As you get older, they're the only ones who don't get bored if you talk about your memories. — ...
1、It is graceful grief and sweet sadness to think of you, but in my heart, there is a kind of soft warmth that can’t be expressed with any choice of words. 想你,是一种美丽的忧伤的甜蜜的惆怅,心里面,却是一种用任何语言也无法表达的温馨。
IthinkitsawartobasicallyreplayresultsoftheColdWar. (俄hearts;罗hearts;斯hearts;入侵冷战回声回荡) (乌克兰战争引发冷战再起阴影) 冷战确实结束了 TheColdWardidend, 但现在我们正在经历着新版本的冷战 butnowwearelivingthroughaneweditionoftheColdWar.
TRACY SMITH: It's raining, yes. Yes. And I have to say that this is – you like the rain? LIZZO: It's Houston, baby. (LAUGHS) That's just the sky is sweatin'. That's it. TRACY SMITH: A lot of people think of high school as a struggle. But for you it was college that ...
I changed my hopes to being a singer [when I was a child] and sat around with my hair in my face droning Mac Davis songs. Writing was sort of a last stand. Come to think of it, it was the only "talent" I had that anyone asked for more of. —Elizabeth Crook ...