Examples of using "Grito" in a sentence and their english translations:
I'm screaming.
Let go or I'll scream.
I heard a scream.
We heard her cry.
Didn't you hear a scream?
I heard a cry for help.
He heard a shout.
The shouting echoes loud.
Didn't you hear a scream?
I heard a cry for help.
A scream broke the silence.
- Didn't you hear a scream?
- Didn't you hear the scream?
All at once, I heard a scream.
He gave a deafening cry.
He called us at the top of his lungs.
Then, a shout was raised.
The man gave a big cry.
She screamed with terror.
We heard her cry.
Tom gasped.
With a scream, the spectators scattered.
I heard a shout and then a crash.
Tom stifled a scream.
and I let out a scream of pure happiness, "Ooo!"
I heard a shout and then a crash.
You know that that is the cry of the prophets.
A fart is the tortured scream of a trapped turd.
I scream, but it drowns in the laughter of others.
I will die without anyone having heard my heart's cry.
He shouted at the top of his voice, "This is a battle we cannot lose."
The peasants shout their own battle cry: "Look out, Guard, here come the peasants!"
His cry carries over a hundred meters in the still night air.
It's the first time I've screamed in presence of the manager. I saw a big cockroach on the table!
Adele watched her friend with dismay. Large tears flooded her face, she could not suppress this scream of anguish and pity: "Oh! Mary! poor Mary!".
Three hours later, the King was loitering around the castle, looking for something to busy himself with. "Fuck, I'm so bored," he grumbled in exasperation. "The kids are at school. Gwo's at work. Impa's at the hospital. Ganon—" Suddenly the King heard an incomprehensible cry and turned around to see Fari rush past him. "Damn, Fari, what was that?!" "Piss off, Your Majesty!" Fari yelled at the top of his lungs. "My... PMSing as usual, I see," the King continued to mutter dejectedly. "Shit, I'm so fucking bored. Nothing good on TV. Nothing good online. Nothing good to eat." As he was about to leave the dining hall, his eyes were drawn to a cinnamon jar standing lonely on the table. A spoon of cinnamon was placed conveniently next to it. In a saner state the King may have been reasonably suspicious about it, but now he was so exhausted from boredom that any opportunity to relieve it for a minute felt like a blessing. "I wonder what ground cinnamon tastes like," said he nonchalantly and put the spoon in his mouth.