can someone translate me this from albanian to english: "trup me shendet, mendje me qetesi, kosove me pavarsi?
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It's: Body with health, mind with silence, Kosovo with freedom (Kosovo is a state near Serbia & Montenegro, Macedonia and Albania).
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i think the last respondent has complete answer but maybe it will be more complete as follows:\nIn my language :\n عيد ميلاد سعيد  [Eid Melaad Saeed ] or “Kul Sana Wa Anta Tayeb!” or “Kul Aam Wa Anta Bkhair!”(Arab)\n\nother languages:\n"yom huledet samayach!” (Hebrew)\n”tavalodet mobarak!” (Iranian/Persian)\n"Sal Gira Mubarak hou!" ( Pakistan)\n“Sal Girah Mubarak!”（Hindi\n”Selamat Ulang Tahun!” (Indonesian)\n"Selamat Hari Jadi!" (Malaysian)\nสุขสันต์วันเกิดย้อนหลังนะครับ [Suk san wan kerd yorn lang na khrap] (Thai)\n"祝你生日快乐!” [zhu ni shengri kuaile] ( Chinese )\n“お誕生日おめでとうございます!”[otanjoubi omedetou gozaimasu] (Japanese)\n“chuc mung sinh nhat!” (Vietnamese)\n“Maligayang bati sa iyong kaarawan!”　（Fililpino）\n“Hauoli lahanau!” (Hawaian)\n“buon compleanno!” (Italy) \n“¡feliz cumpleaños!” (Spanish)\n“Parabems a voce!” (Portuguese)\n“bon anniversaire! “(France)\n“Alles Gute zum Geburtstag!! (Germany)\n“Hyvää syntymäpäivää!"　 (Finnish)\n“Tillykke med fødselsdagen! “  (Denmark)\n"La Breithe shona dhuit!"  (Irish)\n“La multi ani!”   (Romanian)\n"Su gimimo diena!"　 （Lithuanian）\n“Boldog Szuletesnapot!”　 （Hungarian）\n”Hartelijk Gefeliciteerd!” (Dutch)
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Here you go:\n\npuella quae vertere aurum in plumbum potuit\n\nYou're right not to use online translation tools- they are crap ;-)
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Albanian - Mere mengjesi  \nBasque - Egun on  \nBelarussian - Dobray ranitsy  \nBulgarian - Dobro utro  \nCatalan - Bon dia  \nCroatian - Dobro jutro  \nCzech - Dobré ráno  \nDanish - God morgen  \nDutch - Goedemorgen  \nEstonian - Tere hommikut  \nFinnish - Hyvää huomenta  \nFlemish - Goeie morgen  \nFrench - Bonjour  \nGaelic - Maidin Mhaith  \nGeorgian - Dila mshvidobisa  \nGerman - Guten Morgen  \nGreek - Kali mera\nHungarian - Jo reggelt  \nIcelandic - Gódan daginn \nItalian - Buon giorno  \nLatvian - Labrit  \nLithuanian - Labas reytas  \nPolish - Dzien dobry  \nPortuguese - Bom dia  \nRomanian - Buna dimineata  \nRussian - Dobraye ootra  \nRomanian - Buna dimineata  \nRussian - Dobraye ootra \nSpanish - Buenos dias  \nSwedish - God morgon  \nUkrainian - Dobri ranok   \nWelsh - Bore da
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wow I hope your question makes sense in whatever language you are trying to translate from, smack yourself you are rambling  I have an idea strap a bomb to yourself and blow yourself up in an open field
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It is Serbian\n\nSome one was Strahinic bane,\nBane was from small Banjska, \nIn small Banjskoj near Kosova, \nThe was not falcon like him
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THAT IS A WIDE TOPIC:-)\nCULTURE MEANS MANY THINGS..... I'VE GIVING SOME LINKS BELOW TO INFORMATION ABOUT THE HISTORY....THE LITERATURE...\nTHE ART ...THE LANGUAGE...FAMOUS ....PEOPLE AND MORE....\n\nBUT I THINK THE NAME OF A COUNTRY IS IMPORTANT....IT SHOWS THE CARACTER OF THE PEOPLE....\n\nSO HERE THE FOLK TAIL OF HOW ALBANIA GOT IT'S NAME..\nWHY IT IS CALLED THE LAND OF THE EAGLE..  Shqipëria :-)  \n\n\nA youth was hunting in the mountains. An eagle flying above him alighted on top of a crag. The eagle was especially large and had a snake in its beak. After a while, the eagle flew away from the crag where it had its nest. The youth then climbed to the top of the crag where he saw, in the nest, an eaglet playing with the dead snake. But the snake wasn't really dead! Suddenly it stirred, revealed its fangs and was ready to pierce the eaglet with its deadly venom. The youth quickly took out his bow and arrow and killed the snake. Then he took the eaglet and started for his home. Suddenly the youth heard above him the loud whir of the great eagle's wings.\n\n"Why do you kidnap my child?" cried the eagle.\n\n"The child is mine because I saved it from the snake which you didn't kill," answered the youth.\n\n"Give me back my child, and I will give you as a reward the sharpness of my eyes and the powerful strength of my wings. You will become invincible, and you will be called by my name!"\n\nThus the youth handed over the eaglet. After the eaglet grew, it would always fly above the head of the youth, now a grown man, who with his bow and arrows killed many wild beasts of the forest, and with his sword slew many enemies of the land. During all of these feats, the eagle faithfully watched over and guided him.\n\nAmazed by the valiant hunter's deeds, the people of the land elected him king and called him Shqipëtar, which is to say Son of the Eagle (shqipe or shqiponjë is Albanian for eagle) and his kingdom became known as "Shqipëria" or Land of the Eagles.
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I translated the phrase and it is porteguese and translated it from freetranslation.com.\n\nIt says as follows:\n\nTo what ja passed Ninguem wide to big wheel Ninguem knows where and that walked Ah that ninguem come back Neither to what dreamt AND that boy sings THE ballad of the shepherd At A distance still burns THE barge of the fantasy AND my dream finishes afternoon Leaves soul of guard At A distance still burns THE barge of the fantasy AND the my dream finishes afternoon\n\nP.S. some parts didn't translate
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Gheorghe Hagi\n\nDaca s-ar fi nascut altundeva altii dupa el ar fi primit nume de Hagi de nu stiu unde. \n\nIf you don't understand the writing above don't bother, it's just an innocent comment.
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sdfyuit ywuerytywieruyt iuweytkehtkj wjkhdukgy dskugtjhuy djghlskadhg luah sjkhsiua yrhgilyads jdhkjhdaisgyiuasjkehgjdhjs alghsd agjhjkasdhg jkdhjghlksaydgil ashdgkjhksdljahg hl.\n oops sorry I couldnt translate that language. Sorry!!!
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It's Italian but it means nothing. It looks like something translated using a on line site. \n\nI think they wanted to say "live well, love often, laugh much", but this in italian would be: "vivi bene, ama spesso, ridi molto".
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wow it's badly broken up... \ndirectly translated it would be\nwith my love be sure \n--de m'mamour soiez sure  \nto my life whole heart \n--a ma vie coer entier\nmy whole heart you have \n--mon coeur avez\nprobably safe to say it means more like \nmy love, be assured you have my heart for a lifetime\nor something to that effect
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Tajemství Hlubin Lesa Trollech lyrics\nArtist: Trollech\nAlbum: Ve Hvozdech\nYear: 2001\nTitle: Tajemství Hlubin Lesa   Print\n Correct  \n\n\nTen carovne temný les me skrývá cestu svou \nDoufám ne marne dnes v nej vnorím duši mou \nJakýs starý sen me nutí do zdejších kraju \nDlouhé roky ríká: "jdi, vydej se na cestu!" \n\nZahalený lesa tmou už zanedlouho jsem \nKvílení zvere ruší ted v mojí mysli klid \nStrachuji se neznámého a ten divný sen \nCo desí me svým tajemstvím, musím pron najít klíc \n\nZnavený už cestou svou usínám na strome \nTen sen se zase navrací me ceká krušná noc \nKrik mladých od kánete jež leží tu v hnízde \nNedá me chvíli spát ted už toho mám dost \n\nPo noci strávené v korunách jsem znaven ješte víc \nV ptacím hnízde nacházím jen mrtvá mládata \nProlezlá jsou mravenci jak po smrti deset dní \nVždyt vecer ješte živá byla tot smutná záhada \n\nUž dávno prece musí být rozjasnený den \nPo svetle ani vzpomínka, stále v temnote \nCo deje se tu v techto místech je horší nežli sen \nV hruze pomýšlím na útek stejnou cestou zpet \n\nNa chladné zemi však už není cesta jako drív \nZdešený mám hruzu z tech míst tajemných \nNávrat zpet tu smysl ztrácí kam uniknout nevím \nSen odvahu dodává, ríká:" jdi, kde je stín!" \n\nNezbývá než uposlechnout predstavy mé hlas \nPronikám do hloubi mrazu stále níž a níž \nKdyž v dáli za skalami vidím ohnu zár \nPrece jen u cíle jsem, bohum lesa blíž \n\nMezi stíny stromu v hlubokém hvozdu \nOvládnutý náladami tajemného šumení \nMezi prameny vod a drevin korenu \nStojím a vzývám matku prírodu \n\nSynem lesu cítím se celým srdcem \nOd skal temných ozvena dávnou mojí matkou \nVítr silný nesmrtelný ducha mého otcem \nV tuních krytých krovinami na veky spjat s prírodou \n\nKdyž deštových kapek na kraj se snáší prehršel \nPoznávám tu neskutecnou sílu zemských živlu \nV hloubi lesu nalézám útechu své duše \nDomovem mým je krajina kde žije láska stromu \n\nKdyž zmocnují se nitra mého pochmurné nálady \nSamota sžíravá dusí a trýzní \nObjímám stromu kmeny jejich mocné duše \nŠtestí vznešené svítá až zárí
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I think its Hebrew but you did not transliterated properly...if you mean\n\nAni sarich (ch sound like German) la sherutim la geshet\n\nit means i need to go to the bathroom\n\nAni = I\nSarich = have to\nLa sherutim = the bathroom\nla geshet = to approach
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the exact translation would be ¨esto no es una sorpresa¨.\n but it would sound more natural to say ¨esto no me sorprende¨, which means this is not a surprise for me.
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Peace be with you,\n\nI don't know what that means since I don't speak or understand those langugages but go to www.google.com and click on Language Tools (under the Search bar, it's a small link) and then you can copy and paste that and get its literal translation.\n\nI hope you find what you are looking for. =)\n\nPeace.
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Yes:\n\nCada día es igual por mi pasillo\nNunca llego a mi puerta sin oir el chiflido\nDe un chavo que me dice que me esta esperando\nLo que el deberia hacer es ir y darse un baño.\n\nY un aburrido me detiene otra vez\nY yo le finjo interes\nCuando de pronto sale del asensor\nLa imagen de mis sueños\nEl que yo quiero para mis sueños\n\nCoRo*\n\nEl chico del apartamento 512\nEs el que hace a mi pobre corazón saltar\nEs a quien le hago cartas nohe y día\nQue no puedo entregar\n\nEl chico del apartamento 512\nEs el que me hace tartamudear y mas\nEs en quien yo pienso y sueño noche y día\nEl solo el\n\nY un viejo me invita "Chica ven a verme"...(Risa)\nY le digo que no me caen los viejos rabos verdes\nY camino a mi cuarto muy lentamente\nCon la esperanza de verlo\n\nY cuando sale a caminar\nMe saluda con una sonrisa\nQue de veras me conquista\n\nCoRo*\n\n[El chico del apartamento 512\nEs el que hace a mi pobre corazón saltar\nEs a quien le hago cartas noche y día\nQue no puedo entregar\n\nEl chico del apartamento 512\nEs el que me hace tartamudear y mas\nEs en quien yo pienso y sueño noche y día\nEl, solo el]\n\nPero hoy por fin me he decidido de veras\nTodo mi amor a confesarle\nToco su puerta y se me enchina la piel\ny me contesta una guera\nY mi corazón se quiebra\n\nCoRo*\n\n[El chico del apartamento 512\nEs el que hace a mi pobre corazón saltar\nEs a quien le hago cartas noche y día\nQue no puedo entregar\n\nEl chico del apartamento 512\nEs el que me hace tartamudear y mas\nEs en quien to pienso y sueño noche y día\nEl, solo el]\n\n"Deberas que senti mi corazón quebrándose\nCuando de repente me preguntó\n¿Buscabas a mi hermano?\n\nCoRo*\n\n[El chico del apartamento 512\nEs el que hace a mi pobre corazón saltar\nEs a quien le hago cartas noche y día\nQue no puedo entregar\n\nEl chico del apartamento 512\nEs el que me hace tartamudear y mas\nEs en quien yo pienso y sueño noche y dia\nEl, solo el\n\nEl chico del apartamento 512\nEs el que hace a mi pobre corazón saltar\nEs a quien la hago cartas noche y día\nQue no puedo entregar]\n\nEl chico del apartamento 512\nEl chico del apartamento 512\nEl chico del apartamento 512