Ok, so you know how Google translate can sometimes be inaccurate? Ok well take 1 song and 1 piece you’ve written, translate them into multiple languages then back to English and see what you get, give me the song title and the title of your piece so I know what you’re translating :) have fun! I’ll do it too :)

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7 things by Miley Cyrus and Time Heals by kc95 according to Google translate lol

I probably should not say this

But at times I am so much scared

When I think of the former

A shared web relationship

It was incredible

But he lost the web

It is not possible

For me not to care

Now we stand in and rain

Nothing is to change but ever

Until you hear

My dear

The 7 things I hate about you

The 7 Things I Hate About You (Oh You)

You're in vain, your games, you're insecure

You love me, you as a challenge

You make me laugh, you and make me cry

I do not buy any sides

Your friends they are jerks

When you are acting as a subject

It's just a search that it hurts

To this I want what with knowledge

And the 7th thing I hate is the tattoo, you yes

You make me love you

It is awkward and quiet

As I wait for you to say

But what I hear now roof

Is your sincere apology

When you edit

I will believe

If you text him

I will delete it

Let's be clear

Oh I'm not coming back

You take 7 Steps here

The 7 things I hate about you

You're in vain, your games, you're insecure

You love me, you as a challenge

You make me laugh, you and make me cry

I do not buy any sides

Your friends they are jerks

When you are acting as a subject

It's just a search that it hurts

To this I want what with knowledge

And the 7th thing I hate is the tattoo, you yes

You make me love you

Compared to the Big Things and Ability

Take this would also write to a ship

I probably should not mention

The 7 tattoos I like

The 7 things I like about you

Your hair, your eyes, your old Levi

When I kiss a web, I'm hypnotizing

You make me laugh, you and make me cry

But I'm guessing I'm going to buy Hobby

Your hand in mine

When we interview

Everything is fine

What do I want to do with those I know

And the 7th thing I like about tattoos, you yes

You make me love you

You are

I live in fear in my room, every passing ring can make me happy. It is useless to complain, and then finally answer: "Hello"? He thought he was alone, deep. I swallowed: "Hello". I laughed: “Amy”? He asked in surprise. "How did you get this number"? "Sorry, it's on your Facebook, I don't want to attack your privacy, you already know enough"? I'm wandering around, maybe I look sad but I don't care. “I always forgot to change my privacy settings,” he said. "Or delete my number completely". "I know it's been years, but come on, we're sisters." "He changed his music." He spat again, his voice was poisonous, and made me sick: "I shouldn't have had a mother with us, I'm sorry Ells". I hope to hear your old nickname closed, not: "Don't call me". He sat down, and I sighed deeply: "Rejoice in me, look, space, I miss you, I hope maybe we can meet, talk". Waiting for an answer: "Why, after all this time"? He asked, something full of anger: "My mother shaved me many times"?

My heart sank, I don't know, we both had a complicated relationship with our mother, but she was also our mother: "Sh-she died". I replied sadly, we were silent, for a moment I thought Ellie had called: "Oh". Just say: "How"? "On vacation, a boat accident". I replied, my voice breaking: "When"? He asked confidently: "Last month" .. "It took a month to delete my Facebook number"? He asked quickly, his voice softened: "Sorry, I need courage and I think you know, however, my mother's death makes me think, we are close, I know I've ruined it but," Everything that happens, life is too short to talk about, we have to regret it. "It took my mother to die for that"? I lowered my head and said: "It helped me to get to my head, I shouldn't have taken it out because of what my mother said, it could have been". "Yes I do". He decided, quietly, with a small smile: "Now, we can talk"? I had to ask, and he said, “OK, stop somewhere near my neighbor. I'll send you the address. ”My smile grew, and I was finally able to see my sister three years later! "Good". I replied, below my enthusiasm: "I'll see you soon". "Yes". Speak before dialing the phone.

When I arrived at the address that Ellie had sent me this message, I found the last resort. She looks strange: her hair looks boring, very old and her shoes are getting old. I approached her a little: "Ellie"? I asked, her head closer to mine: "Amy". He greeted with a shout, but his mouth became very wrinkled. Sitting across the bench, I don't want to jump: "How did you go"? I asked "Ok". He bowed before moving forward again, not a clear face, but I washed my heart with a smile: "That's good, you'll be happy"? His head turned to me: "Is that a joke"? He also replied: "What"? "Moses". I defended: "I can see how you look at me". why do I always lift my feet ?: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it". He gave me warm comfort before I returned. Another moment of peace when I encounter something else, the way back to Ellie’s tough shell: “So you don’t have kids”? Asked in shock, he shook his head: "Bet you did though". He explained, sounding simpler than expected, fighting with me, not wanting to arouse unnecessary feelings, but wanting to show his brother: "Er, yes indeed". In response, I pulled out my cell phone and found a picture of my daughter playing with her doll house. I showed Ellie the picture: "Beauty". Did you see the elephant: "What is your name"? "Sophie" I said openly: "I told her about it". Ellie's face was still heavy, I wondered, ugh why did I say that ?. He walked away when I plugged in my phone: "Would you say"? "Your aunt." "He doesn't even know". He laughed bitterly: "He is also guilty". Answer me.

"I'm not pregnant." Suddenly, his eyes light up. My case is over soon. I touch something I like: “You… Ellie” - I start, I extend a hand, I just say: “Come on out”! He shouted, unreadable words: "I want to be here for you Ellie". I told him, and he stood in front of me: "Why" ?! "You don't know who I am anymore, wherever I go." I also said: "Then tell me". I beg: "Something is obviously happening". Looks like there is a discussion to release more details or not. Next to you, I took one last breath: "Wow, Sorry we fought, we put you aside". "You always loved it". He shouted, he saw my face again, tears streaming down his face. I approached, put my hand on your face, carefully wiped your eyes, looked back but sat next to me, indicating that this was a good thing, so I kept saying: "You should have protected her, but you know what my mother saw, I thought I was scared, and I never stopped loving her. . ". I agree. She cried out loud, letting some tears flow: "I need them". She confessed: "I went through hell, I'm not happy, I need my sister"! "Where are you from" ?! She cried so hard, I wrapped my arms around her body, praying that they would lead us, guide us, let my fingers change as much as possible with her loose hair, seeing that it would not hurt her: I freed myself, my tears flowing now: “Here. If you allow me, please forgive me ". I begged him while your cry continued. He didn't answer, he didn't touch me, he just agreed to accept.