Examples of using "Deixando" in a sentence and their english translations:
I'm leaving town.
You're driving me crazy.
- It's making me nervous.
- It makes me nervous.
That noise is driving me mad.
The smell's making me sick.
- It's driving me crazy.
- This is driving me crazy.
He is leaving Chicago tomorrow.
You have been screwing with his head.
Are you growing a beard?
Let me be nervous about this.
- Tom is driving me crazy.
- Tom is driving me nuts.
leaving comments that are thorough,
They're making it more efficient
Something is slowing down my computer.
Are you trying to grow a beard?
This housework is driving me crazy.
He grows a mustache.
Stop it! You're making her feel uncomfortable!
Look! They are leaving the house.
This squirrel is driving me nuts.
My sister is driving me crazy.
Tom is making me nervous.
Tom left, leaving Mary all alone.
- Tom drives me crazy.
- Tom drives me nuts.
- Tom is driving me crazy.
- Tom is driving me mad.
- Tom drives me mad.
Your cat is driving me crazy.
Are you trying to grow a beard?
Tom is growing a beard.
- Tom is driving me crazy.
- Tom is driving me nuts.
Put that knife down. You're making me nervous.
He died leaving his beloved children behind.
Are you blowing me off?
This lack of responsibility is driving me crazy.
I'm growing a beard again.
That's what's driving me crazy.
I'm leaving this town.
Tom is growing a beard, isn't he?
leaving him under the protection of the foreigners you’d conquered.
- You're driving me crazy.
- You're driving me nuts.
- You drive me crazy.
It's a complete mess, and it's getting on my nerves.
It’s opening its doors and it’s letting people in.
She's leaving the country in six months.
and making your video pitch really confusing.
The soles of my shoes are worn.
It is a pity that the teacher is leaving our school.
but they eventually let me back in two or three times.
leaving links just to spam and try to get traffic.
I'm just starting a conversation, making it super casual
Stop looking at me like that. You're scaring me.
I can't stand it any longer. Turn that music off. It's driving me crazy.
Once upon a time there was a peasant whose wife died, leaving him with two children.
Those simple and direct words finished off the candidate, leaving him speechless.
that apart from the reproductive tract and even disregarding that for a moment,
Tom is growing a mustache.
- It is getting on my nerves.
- It's getting on my nerves.
The sight filled Vasilissa with horror and she stopped as still as a post buried in the ground.
Leaving the fact or fiction question aside, they do all express, I think, a very characteristic
Tired out we seek the little town, and run / the sterns ashore and anchor in the bay.
And he sent them by the hands of his servants, every drove by itself, and he said to his servants: Go before me, and let there be a space between drove and drove.
Roused by these words, long since the sire of Troy / yearned, like his friend, their comrades to surprise / and burst the cloud.
So spake she, and with weeping eyes I yearned / to answer, wondering at the words she said, / when lo, the shadowy spirit, as I turned, / dissolved in air, and in a moment fled.
The entire village left the next day in about thirty canoes, leaving us alone with the women and children in the abandoned houses.
Straightway / I burn to greet them, and the tale explore, / and from the harbour haste, and leave the ships and shore.
Tom is survived by his parents.
This done, the sailyards to the wind we veer, / and leave the Grecians and the land of fear.
Three more / fierce Eurus from the deep sea dashed ashore / on quicks and shallows, pitiful to view, / and round them heaped the sandbanks.
But he answered: Who is the Lord, that I should hear his voice, and let Israel go? I know not the Lord, neither will I let Israel go.
Bare were her knees, and from her shoulders hung / the wonted bow, kept handy for the prey / her flowing raiment in a knot she strung, / and loosed her tresses with the winds to play.
And there I will feed thee, (for there are yet five years of famine remaining) lest both thou perish, and thy house, and all things that thou hast.
"And falteringly the traitor plays his part. / 'Oft, wearied by the war, the Danaans planned / to leave – and oh! had they but left – the land.'"
All hail the speech. We quit this other home, / and leaving here a handful on the shore, / spread sail and scour with hollow keel the foam.
And as he lingered, they took his hand, and the hand of his wife, and of his two daughters, because the Lord spared him.
"With twice ten ships I climbed the Phrygian main, / my goddess-mother pointing out the way, / as Fate commanded. Now scarce seven remain, / wave-worn and shattered by the tempest's strain."
And when he was near to enter into Egypt, he said to Sarai his wife: I know that thou art a beautiful woman, and that when the Egyptians shall see thee, they will say: She is his wife, and they will kill me and keep thee.
But when Anchises' ancient home I gain, / my father, he, whom first, with loving care, / I sought and, heedful of my mother, fain / in safety to the neighbouring hills would bear, / disdains Troy's ashes to outlive and wear / his days in banishment.
"Dost thou for this, dear mother, me through fire / and foeman safely to my home restore; / to see Creusa, and my son and sire / each foully butchered in the other's gore, / and Danaans dealing slaughter at the door?"
And she put off the garments of her widowhood, and took a veil: and changing her dress, sat in the cross way, that leadeth to Thamnas: because Sela was grown up, and she had not been married to him.
Scarce now the summer had begun, when straight / my father, old Anchises, gave command / to spread our canvas and to trust to Fate. / Weeping, I leave my native port, the land, / the fields where once the Trojan towers did stand, / and, homeless, launch upon the boundless brine, / heart-broken outcast, with an exiled band, / comrades, and son, and household gods divine, / and the great Gods of Troy, the guardians of our line.
For a proof therefore of her fidelity, she kept the garment, and shewed it to her husband when he returned home: And said: The Hebrew servant, whom thou hast brought, came to me to abuse me. And when he heard me cry, he left the garment which I held, and fled out.
- Then fury spurred their courage, and behold, / As ravening wolves, when darkness hides the day, / Stung with mad fire of famine uncontrolled, / Prowl from their dens, and leave the whelps to stay, / With jaws athirst and gaping for the prey. / So to sure death, amid the darkness there, / Where swords, and spears, and foemen bar the way, / Into the centre of the town we fare. / Night with her shadowy cone broods o'er the vaulted air.
- Then, like wolves ravening in a black fog, whom mad malice of hunger hath driven blindly forth, and their cubs left behind await with throats unslaked; through the weapons of the enemy we march to certain death, and hold our way straight into the town. Night's sheltering shadow flutters dark around us.
So spake the seer, and shipward bids his friends / rich gifts convey, and store them in the hold. / Gold, silver plate, carved ivory he sends, / with massive caldrons of Dodona's mould; / a coat of mail, with triple chain of gold, / and shining helm, with cone and flowing crest, / the arms of Pyrrhus, glorious to behold.
- Our Father that is in heaven, hallowed be your name; your kingdom come; your will be done, in earth as in heaven. Give to us this day our bread over other substance, and forgive to us our debts, as we forgive our debtors; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.
- Our father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Thy kingdom come, on earth as in heaven. Gives us our daily bread. Forgive us of our sin, as we forgive those who sin against us. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For the kingdom, the power and the glory are yours. Now and forever. Amen.
And when the woman saw the garment in her hands, and herself disregarded, she called to her the men of her house, and said to them: See, he hath brought in a Hebrew, to abuse us: he came in to me, to lie with me; and when I cried out, and he heard my voice, he left the garment that I held, and got him out.
Mary is said to have sung so beautifully that, when one day she ventured on to a battlefield, the opposing soldiers dropped their weapons, forgot their enmity and sat down together just to listen to her; the birds are said to have fallen silent; the trees, to have uprooted themselves and moved closer; the stones, they say, rose from the riverbed and mounted the bank, and the wind blew only to carry her melodious voice.