MEUS OLHOS FAMINTOS SE ENCONTRAM CO

MEUS OLHOS FAMINTOS SE ENCONTRAM COM OS SEUS,SEDENTOS DE TEU AMOR,SECO TUAS LAGRIMAS A TANTO DERRAMADAS,SEDENTO BEBO SUA ALMA PERDIDA...Ò MINHA JOIA A TANTO ESQUECIDA......JA SOB MEU DOMINIO TEU CORPO QUENTE E UMIDO SE TORNA TERRITORIO FÉRTIL PARA MINHAS IMAGINAÇÕES PERVERSAS...SEDENTA DE AMOR, TUAS MAIS PROFUNDAS FANTASIAS SE AFLORAM COMO UMA BELA FLOR NA PRIMAVERA, E EU CRUELMENTE ARRANCO SUAS PÉTALAS UMA A UMA, QUASE A DESTRUIR SUA ESSÊNCIA SUA INOCÊNCIA,COMO UM BELO COLIBRI SUGO TEUS ULTIMOS SUSPIROS....JÁZ CAIDA AO CHÃO..VAGUEIO DE VOLTA A ESCURIDÃO COMO UM LOBO JÁ SACIADO DO SANGUE DE SUA VITIMA......MAS VOLTAREI CADA VEZ MAIS FAMINTO!

Resultados (Inglês) 1:

my hungry eyes meet with yours, thirsty for your love, so dry your tears to shed, thirsty drink his lost soul ... My jewelry so much forgotten already under my domain ...... your body warm and humid becomes fertile territory for my wicked imaginations ... thirsty for love, your deepest fantasies emerge like a beautiful flower in the spring,and I cruelly yank its petals one by one, nearly destroying its essence his innocence, like a beautiful hummingbird suck your last gasps .... lies down, down to the ground .. wander back the darkness like a wolf already sated their blood victim back ...... but increasingly hungry!

Resultados (Inglês) 2:

MY HUNGRY EYES MEET YOURS, THIRSTY FOR YOUR LOVE, DRY YOUR TEARS TO SHED, BOTH THIRSTY DRINK YOUR LOST SOUL.2ND MY JEWELRY SO FORGOTTEN. ...ALREADY UNDER MY DOMINATION YOUR BODY HOT AND HUMID BECOMES FERTILE TERRITORY FOR MY WICKED IMAGINATIONS ...THIRSTING FOR LOVE, YOUR DEEPEST FANTASIES FLOURISH AS A BEAUTIFUL FLOWER IN THE SPRING, AND I VICIOUSLY RIP THEIR PETALS ONE BY ONE, NEARLY DESTROYING ITS ESSENCE YOUR INNOCENCE, AS A BEAUTIFUL HUMMINGBIRD SUCK YOUR LAST SIGH. ...JÁZ CAIDA TO THE FLOOR.I WANDER BACK THE DARKNESS LIKE A WOLF ALREADY SATIATED WITH THE BLOOD OF HIS VICTIM ...BUT I AM INCREASINGLY HUNGRY!

Resultados (Inglês) 3:

MY EYES HUNGRY IF THEY ARE WITH THEIR,THIRSTY FOR YOUR LOVE,DRY THY TEARS To BOTH SPILT,THIRSTY BEBO HIS SOUL LOST ... Ò MY JEWEL To BOTH FORGOTTEN ...... ALREADY UNDER MY DOMAIN THY BODY WARM AND HUMID BECOMES territory FÉRTIL FOR MY IMAGINAÇÕES VOLUPTUOUS ... THIRSTING FOR LOVE, YOUR DEEPEST FANTASIES IF OUTCROP AS A BEAUTIFUL FLOWER IN the SPRING.AND I CRUELLY have THEIR PÉTALAS ONE At A time, ALMOST DESTROYING ITS ENTIRLY HIS INNOCENCE,AS A BEAUTIFUL COLIBRI SUGO THY LAST GASPS .... JÁZ SAG TO THE FLOOR..COME BACK To ESCURIDÃO AS A WOLF ALREADY SATED THE BLOOD OF HIS VICTIM ...... BUT I will RETURN EACH TIME MORE HUNGRY!