Привет , мой дорогой Конрад ! Огром

Привет , мой дорогой Конрад ! Огромное спасибо за такое длинное )) тёплое письмо ! .. Спасибо , что ты греешь моё одинокое сердце твоими словами ... Я не считаю меня сильной ! Я одинокая , несчастная женщина , которая вынуждена бороться за существование . Если я опущу руки - мы с Вероникой умрём от голода на улице .... Конечно , я борюсь за выживание ! )))) Потому что на мне ответственность за жизнь моей дочери ! ... Но я плохо борюсь.... Мы экономим на питании - едим не достаточно фруктов , витаминов , только однообразные макароны и картошка с курицей ...мясо и рыба сейчас очень дорогие ..(( Поэтому у моей дочери слабый иммунитет и она часто болеет ... Я тоже .... И если болеем - не покупаем всё , что рекомендует врач , это дорого ...поэтому болезни переходят в хронические ... В нашей стране аптека - очень дорогое удовольствие ! (( )) Мои практические уроки вождения я остановила .... прошла только 10 уроков ... Потому что пробую накопить на взятку в полиции , чтобы заплатить за экзамены там . Если я не заплачу , то водительские права не получу , сколько бы практических уроков не взяла . Всё грустно на самом деле ! - всё грустно в реальности . .. В школу ездить далеко - мы устаём .... Арендовать другую комнату в центре ( ближе к школе ) дорого . Поэтому мы ездим , стоим в дождь на автобусной остановке - стоим в толпе кашляющих людей в автобусе - ловим простуду ... Иногда я чувствую , что больше не хватает сил так жить .... ))) Дорогой мой Конрад , я не хочу огорчать тебя , но моя жизнь печальна ... Я не живу - я всё время борюсь за выживание .... И государство никогда не заплатит мне пенсию ...Я знаю , что если я состарюсь в этой стране - меня ждёт смерть от нищеты ... Это так ! Поэтому я думаю , что если мне не удастся поменять что-нибудь в моей жизни , пока ещё есть силы , то лучше не дожидаться старости и немощности - закончить жизнь раньше , чем ослабею и не смогу больше работать . У меня не было в жизни романтики !! Когда ты пишешь о романтике - я очень счастлива ! .. Спасибо за тепло и участие ! ... Ты очень много для меня уже значишь ! Твоя Светлана .


Я не хочу терять тебя , но написала тебе правду о себе . Я не хочу , чтобы ты думал обо мне лучше , чем я есть . Я не сильная и не успешная . (( Мужчины любят успешных , уверенных в себе женщин ... Но в моей ситуации ты ошибаешься ...(( Я думаю о тебе . Ты в моём сердце .

Ergebnisse (Englisch) 1:

Hi, my dear Conrad! Thank you so much for that long)) a warm letter! Thank you for greeš′ my lonely heart with your words. I don't believe me strong! I am lonely, unhappy woman who is forced to fight for survival. If I wet hands-we with Veronica die from hunger on the street .... Of course, I'm struggling for survival! )))) Because I am responsible for my daughter's life! ... But I am struggling bad. ... We save on nutrition-eat enough fruit, vitamins not only monotonous pasta and potato with chicken ... meat and fish are now very expensive. .. ((Therefore, my daughter is weak immunity and she often suffers from ... I too .... And if you get sick-don't buy anything that encourages the doctor, it's expensive. Therefore, the disease go into chronic ... Pharmacy in our country is very expensive! (()) My practical driving lessons I stopped .... only 10 lessons. Because trying to save up for a bribe to the police, to pay for the exams there. If I don't pay, don't get a driver's license, no matter how many lessons took. Everything is sad really! -all sad in reality. .. The school ride away-we grow tired .... Rented another room in the Center (closest to school) expensive. So we go, stand in the rain at the bus-stand in a crowd of kašlâûŝih people on the bus-we catch colds. Sometimes I feel that there are not enough forces more so live ....))) My dear Conrad, I don't want to upset you, but my life is pathetic. I don't live-I always struggle for survival ... And the State never pay me a pension. I know that if I grow old in this country-I am waiting for death from poverty ... It is so! So I think that if I will not be able to change anything in my life, still have the power, it is best not to wait for old age and frailty-finish life before oslabeû and wont work anymore. I had no romance in my life! When you write about romance-I am very happy! Thank you for warmly and participate! ... Ty very much for me already mean! Yours Svetlana. I don't want to lose you, but you wrote the truth about yourself. I don't want you thinking about me better than I have. I'm not strong and not successful. ((Men like successful, self-confident women. But in my situation, you are mistaken. ((I think of you. you're in my heart.

Ergebnisse (Englisch) 2:

Hello, my dear Conrad! Thank you very much for that long)) warm letter! .. Thank you greesh my lonely heart your words ... I do not consider myself a strong! I'm lonely, unhappy woman who is forced to fight for survival. If I omit the hands - Veronica, we die of hunger in the street .... Of course, I am fighting for survival! )))) Because I am responsible for my daughter's life! ... But I have bad .... We are fighting to save on food - do not eat enough fruit, vitamins, only monotonous pasta and potatoes with chicken meat and fish ... is very expensive .. ((Therefore, my daughter, and a weak immune system it is often sick ... I do .... And if you get sick - do not buy anything that is recommended by doctors, it's expensive ... so the disease becomes chronic ... In our country, a pharmacy - very expensive! (()) My practical driving lessons I stopped .... only took 10 lessons ... Because trying to save up for a bribe to the police, to pay for the exams out there. If I do not pay, you do not get a driver's license, no matter how many practical lessons not taken. Everything is sad indeed! - all in the sad reality. .. go to school far away - we get tired .... rent another room in the center (near the school) is expensive. Therefore, we go, standing in the rain at the bus stop - stand in crowd of people coughing in the bus - catch a cold ... Sometimes I feel that I no longer have the strength to live like that ....))) My dear Conrad, I do not want to disappoint you, but my life is sad ... I do not live - I'm always fighting for survival .... And the state never pay me to retire ... I know that when I get old in this country - I was waiting for the death of poverty ... It is so! So I think that if I can not change anything in my life, yet have the power, it is best not to wait for old age and infirmity - to end up before weaken and can no longer work. I had no romance in my life !! When you write about romance - I'm very happy! .. Thank you for the warmth and participation! ... You have a lot to me already to! Your Svetlana. I do not want to lose you, but you wrote the truth about himself. I do not want you to think of me better than I am. I'm not a strong and successful. ((Men love a successful, self-confident women ... But in my situation, you're wrong ... ((I think about you. You're in my heart.

Ergebnisse (Englisch) 3:

hello, my dear conrad! thank you for such a long), warm letter. ... thank you my lonely heart warming your words... i don't think me strong! i'm a lonely, miserable womanforced to fight for survival. if i lower my hands - veronica we die of hunger on the street... of course, i am fighting for survival.)))) because i'm responsible for my daughter's life! ...but i don't have... we skimp on food, don't eat enough fruit, vitamins, only constant pasta and potato with chicken meat and fish is very expensive.(therefore, my daughter has a weak immune system and often sick. i'm too.... and if we're sick - don't buy everything that the doctor is expensive so the disease into a chronic...in our country's very expensive! (()) my practical driving lessons i stopped... it's only 10 lessons. because trying to bribe the police to pay for exams.if i don't pay, the driver's license does not have how many lessons do not win. it's sad, really. this sad reality. ... in the school go far - we устаём....rent another room in the centre (closer to school) expensive. so we go, stand in the rain for the bus stand in the crowd кашляющих people on the bus - catch a cold... sometimes i feel likei don't have enough strength to live...))) dear my konrad, i don't want to upset you, but my life is sad. i'm not living, i all the time fighting for survival. and the state never pay my pension i knowwhat if i grow old in this country i's death from poverty. that's right! so i think that if i can't change anything in my life, still have the strength.better not wait for old age and infirmity - finish life earlier than the weak and couldn't work any more. i don't have a life of romance. when you write about romance, i am very happy! ...