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Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Lirik Lagu Sweet Talker


Talk to me, oh yeah
So talk to me, oh yeah
So talk to me, yeah
So talk to me, oh yeah

Fire but I still start
When I saw you on my way out
I rolled all my sleeves up
Let me be your situation

See you want my heart, it’s a silly thing to start, yeah
I can tell you know what it takes to make me fall apart

So here we are, it’s going down
Such a sweet talker, turning me around
You ain’t gotta look like a movie star
‘Cause boy you sound so sweet, you can have it all
Talking about, a teachers pet,
Baby you look cute when you make my bed
You just keep singing those lullabies
Sweet talk me all night honey pie

So talk to me, oh yeah (sweet talker, sweet talker)
So talk to me, oh yeah (sweet talker, sweet talker)
So talk to me, yeah
So talk to me, oh yeah (sweet talker, sweet talker)

Now you’re a Casanova,
Now put your money where your mouth is
I think I’ll keep my heels off
You don’t know what just started

See you want my heart, it’s a silly thing to start 
I can tell you know what it takes to make me fall apart

So here we are, it’s going down
Such a sweet talker, turning me around
You ain’t gotta look like a movie star
‘Cause boy you sound so sweet, you can have it all
Talk about, a teachers pet,
Baby you look cute when you make my bed
You just keep singing those lullabies
Sweet talk me all night honey pie

Talk to me, oh yeah (sweet talker, sweet talker)
So talk to me, oh yeah (sweet talker, sweet talker)
So talk to me, yeah
So talk to me, oh yeah (sweet talker, sweet talker)

Hope you know I’m rolling solo after tonight, oh yeah (talk to me oh yeah)
‘Cause I can play this game with my eyes closed, baby, shake it off, okay (talk to me oh yeah)
So you can make me feel so good
I’m a make you feel, talk to me oh yeah

Talk to me, yeah
So talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, baby

So here we are, it’s going down
Such a sweet talker, turning me around
You ain’t gotta look like a movie star
‘Cause boy you sound so sweet, you can have it all
Talk about, a teachers pet,
Baby you look cute when you make my bed
You just keep singing those lullabies
Sweet talk me all night honey pie, yeah

So talk to me (Sweet talker, sweet talker)
So Talk to me (sweet talker, sweet talker)
Oh yeah
So talk to me oh yeah (sweet talker)
(Sweet talker, sweet talker)

Cerita bahasa inggris dan artinya

cerita bahasa inggris Putri salju :


a long time ago, in neverland, there live a very beautiful princess, Snow White. The Queen was her stepmother. she was very jealous of her beauty. So she wanted her to die. Snow White knew about the evil plan. She escaped into a forest. There she made friends with seven dwarfs.

The queen turned Snow White into a witch. Snow white did not realize it. the witch gave her a poisoned apple. As a result, Snow White was put into sleep for years. Fortunately, in the end, Prince charming revived her with a kiss. They lived together happily ever after.

The Frog and the Crocodile

Once, there was a frog who lived in the middle of a swamp. His entire family had lived in that swamp for generations, but this particular frog decided that he had had quite enough wetness to last him a lifetime. He decided that he was going to find a dry place to live instead.
The only thing that separated him from dry land was a swampy, muddy, swiftly flowing river. But the river was home to all sorts of slippery, slittering snakes that loved nothing better than a good, plump frog for dinner, so Frog didn't dare try to swim across.

So for many days, the frog stayed put, hopping along the bank, trying to think of a way to get across.

The snakes hissed and jeered at him, daring him to come closer, but he refused. Occasionally they would slither closer, jaws open to attack, but the frog always leaped out of the way. But no matter how far upstream he searched or how far downstream, the frog wasn't able to find a way across the water.

He had felt certain that there would be a bridge, or a place where the banks came together, yet all he found was more reeds and water. After a while, even the snakes stopped teasing him and went off in search of easier prey.

The frog sighed in frustration and sat to sulk in the rushes. Suddenly, he spotted two big eyes staring at him from the water. The giant log-shaped animal opened its mouth and asked him, "What are you doing, Frog? Surely there are enough flies right there for a meal."

The frog croaked in surprise and leaped away from the crocodile. That creature could swallow him whole in a moment without thinking about it! Once he was a satisfied that he was a safe distance away, he answered. "I'm tired of living in swampy waters, and I want to travel to the other side of the river. But if I swim across, the snakes will eat me."

The crocodile harrumphed in agreement and sat, thinking, for a while. "Well, if you're afraid of the snakes, I could give you a ride across," he suggested.

"Oh no, I don't think so," Frog answered quickly. "You'd eat me on the way over, or go underwater so the snakes could get me!"

"Now why would I let the snakes get you? I think they're a terrible nuisance with all their hissing and slithering! The river would be much better off without them altogether! Anyway, if you're so worried that I might eat you, you can ride on my tail."

The frog considered his offer. He did want to get to dry ground very badly, and there didn't seem to be any other way across the river. He looked at the crocodile from his short, squat buggy eyes and wondered about the crocodile's motives. But if he rode on the tail, the croc couldn't eat him anyway. And he was right about the snakes--no self-respecting crocodile would give a meal to the snakes.

"Okay, it sounds like a good plan to me. Turn around so I can hop on your tail."

The crocodile flopped his tail into the marshy mud and let the frog climb on, then he waddled out to the river. But he couldn't stick his tail into the water as a rudder because the frog was on it -- and if he put his tail in the water, the snakes would eat the frog. They clumsily floated downstream for a ways, until the crocodile said, "Hop onto my back so I can steer straight with my tail." The frog moved, and the journey smoothed out.

From where he was sitting, the frog couldn't see much except the back of Crocodile's head. "Why don't you hop up on my head so you can see everything around us?" Crocodile invited.

"But I don't want to see anything else," the frog answered, suddenly feeling nervous.

"Oh, come now. It's a beautiful view! Surely you don't think that I'm going to eat you after we're halfway across. My home is in the marsh-- what would be the point of swimming across the river full of snakes if I didn't leave you on the other bank?"

Frog was curious about what the river looked like, so he climbed on top of Crocodile's head. The river looked almost pretty from this view. He watched dragonflies darting over the water and smiled in anticipation as he saw firm ground beyond the cattails. When the crocodile got close enough, the frog would leap off his head towards freedom. He wouldn't give the croc a chance to eat him.

"My nose tickles," the crocodile complained suddenly, breaking into the frog's train of thought. "I think there might be a fly buzzing around it somewhere, or a piece of cattail fluff swept into it while I was taking you across the river."

"I don't see a fly," the frog said, peering at the crocodile's green snout. It seemed odd that anything could tickle a crocodile through it's thick skin.

"Would you go check my nose for a piece of cattail fluff, then?" the crocodile begged, twitching his nose. "I'm afraid I'll sneeze and send you flying. I don't want to feed you to the snakes." A tear seeped out of his eye, as if he was holding back a mighty sneeze.

The bank isn't too far, the frog thought. And it's the least he could do to repay him for bringing him over. So he hopped onto the crocodile's snout and checked the nostrils. Just a little closer, and he could jump... "I don't see--" he began.

Just then, with a terrific CHOMP! the frog disappeared. The crocodile licked his lips in satisfaction and gave a tiny half-sneeze. "Good, I feel much better already," he smiled, and turned around to go back home.

Translate By Google Translate :
Dalam Waktu yang Lama, di neverland, tinggalah seorang putri yang sangat indah, Putri Salju. Ratu adalah ibu tirinya. dia sangat cemburu dengan kecantikannya. Jadi dia(Ratu) ingin dia(Putri Salju) mati. Salju Putih mengetahui rencana jahat. Dia melarikan diri ke hutan. Di sana ia berteman dengan tujuh kurcaci.

Ratu berubah Putri Salju menjadi penyihir. Salju putih tidak menyadari hal itu. penyihir memberinya apel beracun. Akibatnya, Putri Salju dimasukkan ke dalam tidur selama bertahun-tahun. Untungnya, pada akhirnya, Pangeran menawan dihidupkan kembali dia dengan ciuman. Mereka tinggal bersama-sama bahagia selamanya.

The Frog and Crocodile

Sekali, ada katak yang tinggal di tengah rawa. Seluruh keluarganya telah tinggal di rawa itu selama beberapa generasi, tapi katak ini khusus memutuskan bahwa ia punya cukup basah untuk terakhir dia seumur hidup. Dia memutuskan bahwa dia akan menemukan tempat yang kering untuk hidup sebagai gantinya.
Satu-satunya hal yang memisahkan dia dari lahan kering adalah rawa, berlumpur, cepat mengalir sungai. Tapi sungai adalah rumah bagi segala macam licin, slittering ular yang mencintai tidak lebih baik dari yang baik, katak gemuk untuk makan malam, jadi Frog tidak berani mencoba berenang melintasi.

Jadi selama beberapa hari, katak tinggal menempatkan, melompat sepanjang bank, mencoba untuk memikirkan cara untuk menyeberang.

Ular mendesis dan mengejek padanya, menantangnya untuk mendekat, tapi dia menolak. Kadang-kadang mereka akan meluncur lebih dekat, rahang terbuka untuk menyerang, tapi katak selalu melompat keluar dari jalan. Tapi tidak peduli seberapa jauh ke hulu ia mencari atau seberapa jauh hilir, katak tidak dapat menemukan cara di air.

Dia merasa yakin bahwa akan ada jembatan, atau tempat di mana bank-bank datang bersama-sama, namun semua ia menemukan lebih alang-alang dan air. Setelah beberapa saat, bahkan ular berhenti menggodanya dan pergi mencari mangsa mudah.

Katak mendesah frustrasi dan duduk merajuk di bergegas. Tiba-tiba, ia melihat dua mata besar menatapnya dari air. Raksasa hewan berbentuk log membuka mulutnya dan bertanya kepadanya, "Apa yang kau lakukan, Frog? Tentunya ada cukup lalat di sana untuk makan."

Katak serak kaget dan melompat jauh dari buaya. Makhluk yang bisa menelannya utuh dalam sekejap tanpa berpikir tentang hal itu! Begitu ia adalah puas bahwa ia adalah jarak aman, dia menjawab. "Aku lelah hidup di perairan rawa, dan saya ingin melakukan perjalanan ke sisi lain dari sungai. Tapi kalau aku berenang menyeberangi, ular akan memakanku."

Buaya mendengus setuju dan duduk, berpikir, untuk sementara waktu. "Nah, jika Anda takut ular, aku bisa memberikan tumpangan di," ia menyarankan.

"Oh tidak, saya tidak berpikir begitu," jawab Frog cepat. "Anda akan makan saya di jalan atas, atau pergi di bawah air sehingga ular bisa mendapatkan saya!"

"Sekarang mengapa saya membiarkan ular membuat Anda? Saya pikir mereka sangat merepotkan dengan semua mendesis dan mereka merayap! Sungai akan jauh lebih baik tanpa mereka sama sekali! Lagi pula, jika Anda begitu khawatir bahwa saya mungkin makan Anda , Anda bisa naik di ekor saya. "

Katak mempertimbangkan tawarannya. Dia ingin mendapatkan kering tanah yang sangat buruk, dan ada tampaknya tidak akan ada cara lain di seberang sungai. Dia melihat buaya dari pendek, mata kereta jongkok dan bertanya-tanya tentang motif buaya. Tapi jika dia mengendarai ekor, buaya tidak bisa makan dia pula. Dan dia benar tentang ular - tidak ada buaya menghormati diri akan memberikan makan kepada ular.

"Oke, kedengarannya seperti rencana yang baik bagi saya. Berbalik sehingga saya bisa melompat di ekor Anda."

Buaya menjatuhkan ekornya ke dalam lumpur rawa dan membiarkan pendakian katak, kemudian ia terhuyung-huyung keluar ke sungai. Tapi dia tidak bisa menempel ekornya ke dalam air sebagai kemudi karena katak di atasnya - dan jika dia menaruh ekornya dalam air, ular akan makan katak. Mereka kikuk melayang hilir cara, sampai buaya itu berkata, "Hop ke punggung saya sehingga saya bisa mengarahkan langsung dengan ekor saya." Katak pindah, dan perjalanan merapikan.

Dari tempatnya duduk, katak tidak bisa melihat banyak kecuali bagian belakang kepala buaya. "Kenapa kau tidak melompat di atas kepala saya sehingga Anda dapat melihat segala sesuatu di sekitar kita?" Buaya diundang.

"Tapi aku tidak ingin melihat apa pun," jawab katak, tiba-tiba merasa gugup.

"Oh, ayolah Ini pemandangan yang indah Tentunya Anda tidak berpikir bahwa aku akan makan Anda setelah kami sudah setengah jalan di rumah saya adalah di rawa -.!. Apa yang akan menjadi titik berenang di seberang sungai penuh ular jika aku tidak meninggalkan Anda di bank lain? "

Katak penasaran tentang apa yang tampak seperti sungai, jadi dia naik di atas kepala buaya. Sungai tampak hampir cantik dari pandangan ini. Dia melihat capung melesat di atas air dan tersenyum dalam mengantisipasi ketika ia melihat tanah perusahaan luar cattails. Ketika buaya mendapat cukup dekat, katak akan melompat dari kepalanya ke arah kebebasan. Dia tidak akan memberikan buaya kesempatan untuk memakannya.

"Hidung menggelitik," buaya tiba-tiba mengeluh, membobol kereta katak pemikiran. "Saya pikir mungkin ada lalat berdengung di sekitar suatu tempat, atau sepotong Cattail bulu menyapu ke dalamnya sementara aku sedang Anda melintasi sungai."

"Saya tidak melihat seekor lalat," kata katak, mengintip di moncong hijau buaya. Rasanya aneh bahwa apa pun bisa menggelitik buaya melalui kulit itu tebal.

"Apakah Anda pergi memeriksa hidung saya untuk sepotong Cattail bulu, kalau begitu?" buaya memohon, berkedut hidung. "Aku takut aku akan bersin dan mengirim Anda terbang. Aku tidak ingin makan Anda ke ular." Air mata merembes keluar dari matanya, seolah-olah ia sedang menahan bersin perkasa.

Bank tidak terlalu jauh, pikir katak. Dan itu paling tidak bisa ia lakukan untuk membayar dia untuk membawa dia atas. Jadi dia melompat ke moncong buaya dan memeriksa lubang hidung. Hanya sedikit lebih dekat, dan dia bisa melompat ... "Saya tidak melihat -" ia mulai.

Saat itu, dengan Chomp hebat! katak menghilang. Buaya menjilat bibirnya dalam kepuasan dan memberikan kecil setengah-bersin. "Baik, saya merasa jauh lebih baik sudah," ia tersenyum, dan berbalik untuk kembali pulang.

Crying Quotes

The sorrow which has no vent in tears may make other organs weep.  ~Henry Maudsley


When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.  ~Kahlil Gibran


Let your tears come.  Let them water your soul.  ~Eileen Mayhew


Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward. ~Kurt Vonnegut


Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. ~Charles Dickens, Great Expectations


[Y]our tears are heaven's rain. ~Karen Poston, "Lydia"


The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears. ~John Vance Cheney


Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.  ~Christian Nevell Bovee


Time engraves our faces with all the tears we have not shed.  ~Natalie Clifford Barney


Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water.  ~Antoine Rivarol


Let your tears flow and where they go, let your sorrows follow.  ~Dodinsky,www.dodinsky.com


A woman wears her tears like jewelry.  ~Author Unknown


Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams.  ~Hosea Ballou


To weep is to make less the depth of grief.  ~William Shakespeare, King Henry the Sixth


It is some relief to weep; grief is satisfied and carried off by tears.  ~Ovid


Those who do not know how to weep with their whole heart don't know how to laugh either.  ~Golda Meir


Tears are the safety valve of the heart when too much pressure is laid on it.  ~Albert Smith


Tears are God’s gift to us.  Our holy water.  They heal us as they flow.  ~Rita Schiano, Sweet Bitter Love, 1997, published by The Reed Edwards Company


Every woman is wrong until she cries, and then she is right - instantly.  ~Sam Slick (Thomas Chandler Haliburton)


The Holy Scriptures praise the dew of the morning and the dew of the evening; ros matutinum, ros serotinum! Happy is he who possesses the gift of tears! when young, he will bear flowers; when old, fruit! ~Joseph Roux, Meditations of a Parish Priest, translated from French by Isabel F. Hapgood


Women are never landlocked:  they're always mere minutes away from the briny deep of tears.  ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic's Notebook, 1966


Tears are words the heart can't express. ~Author Unknown


Tears are Summer showers to the soul.  ~Alfred Austin, Savonarola


Lips that taste of tears, they say,
Are the best for kissing.
~Dorothy Parker


Tears are the silent language of grief.  ~Voltaire, A Philosophical Dictionary


Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion.  ~Robert Harling, Steel Magnolias


What soap is for the body, tears are for the soul. ~Jewish Proverb


I heard the teardrop hit my pillow before I even knew I was crying. ~Terri Guillemets


Every tear should live its purpose. Don't ever wipe the reason away. ~Jessica Simpson (2009 tweet)


I didn't want my picture taken because I was going to cry.  I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I'd cry for a week.  I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.  ~Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar


The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea.  ~Isak Dinesen


Unless you have been very, very lucky, you have undoubtedly experienced events in your life that have made you cry. So unless you have been very, very lucky, you know that a good, long session of weeping can often make you feel better, even if your circumstances have not changed one bit. ~Lemony Snicket


Invisible tears are the hardest to wipe away. Just let it out, my friend. ~Terri Guillemets


More grievous than tears is the sight of them. ~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin


I often want to cry. That is the only advantage women have over men — at least they can cry. ~Jean Rhys


These tears need to be shed, wept into the earth where there is no hope of consolation. Sometimes a man has to cry alone. ~Edmond Manning, King Perry 


I like the snot to run a little, the tears to accumulate a bit before reaching for the handkerchief. Then I know I'm really crying. Crying just isn't crying unless it's messy. ~Terri Guillemets


It is such a secret place, the land of tears. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

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