Translation of "Baffled" in Portuguese

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Examples of using "Baffled" in a sentence and their portuguese translations:

I am baffled.

Estou confuso.

- I'm confused.
- I am confused.
- I'm baffled.
- I am baffled.

Estou confusa.

Even Tom was baffled.

Até Tom ficou perplexo.

- I'm confused.
- I'm baffled.
- I'm not confused.

- Eu não estou confuso.
- Não estou confuso.

- Tom looks confused.
- Tom appears confused.
- Tom looks baffled.
- Tom looks bewildered.
- Tom looks nonplussed.
- Tom looks perplexed.
- Tom seems bewildered.
- Tom seems disoriented.
- Tom seems flustered.

Tom parece estar desorientado.

"Broken by war, long baffled by the force / of fate, as fortune and their hopes decline, / the Danaan leaders build a monstrous horse, / huge as a hill, by Pallas' craft divine, / and cleft fir-timbers in the ribs entwine. / They feign it vowed for their return, so goes / the tale."

"Pela guerra alquebrados, repelidos / pelo destino em seus ataques à cidade, / tantos anos a fio, os chefes gregos, / pela divina Palas inspirados, / um cavalo fabricam (de madeira / toda a estrutura e as peças que a recobrem) / tão alto quanto um monte e que seria, / segundo o boato que eles fazem circular, / um voto aos deuses, para que estes lhes concedam / um seguro e feliz regresso à pátria."

- Scarcely out of sight of the land of Sicily, they joyfully set sail on the deep, rushing into the salt spray with their bronze-capped prows, when Juno, cherishing her eternal wound in her breast, said to herself: "Am I vanquished, to give up on my plan, and unable to turn away the king of the Teucrians from Italy? Surely I am forbidden by the Fates."
- Scarce out of sight of Sicily, they set / their sails to sea, and merrily ploughed the main, / with brazen beaks, when Juno, harbouring yet / within her breast the ever-ranking pain, / mused thus: "Must I then from the work refrain, / nor keep this Trojan from the Latin throne, / baffled, forsooth, because the Fates constrain?"

Mal perdiam de vista as terras da Sicília / e em rumo do alto mar alegres velejavam – / brônzeas proas sulcando as ondas espumosas – / quando Juno, em seu peito conservando / incurável ferida, a si mesma dizia: / “Será preciso que da empresa começada / eu desista vencida, sem poder / da Itália o rei dos teucros afastar, / porque sou impedida pelos fados?"