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Subject: переведите, пожалуйста, пару строк! спасиибо! помогите пожалуйста - нужен перевод пары строк.Итальянский я только начал изучать, поэтому со своими азами такой текст не осилю еще) Уважаемый Марио, Мой друг попросил меня узнать, можно ли сдать в аренду вам машину? Информация в приложении. так?? ;)) Egregio Mario, Mio amico chiedero qualoro tua compagnia volere una macchina appigionarse. ciao, Dima. |
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с меня tante grazie! ну помогите хоть чуть-чуть, жалко что ли? |
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link 7.04.2010 8:05 |
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Il mio amico chiede se vuole noleggiare una macchina. E' la Toyots 4Runner. Le informazioni sulla macchina sono in allegato. Ciao, Dima. Мне не жалко)) |
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link 7.04.2010 8:05 |
| а обратиться можно gentile Mario |
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link 7.04.2010 8:06 |
| Toyota конечно, sorry |
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Redrum, в вашем тексте непонятно, кто предлагает кому сдать в аренду машину. Ваш друг её даёт в аренду? Кто-то другой сдаёт её в аренду? В аренду синьору Марио или какой-то компании? Постарайтесь писать яснее свои вопросы. |
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Victoria_cherry, grazie, Signora!! Вы мне очень помогли! Rossinka, смысл такой Мой друг попросил меня узнать (у вас), можно ли (ему, другу) сдать в аренду вам (вашей компании) машину (его машину, машину друга)? хотя и двоякое толкование моего текста очень даже возможно! |
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Ну , тогда вот так: gentile Mario, un mio amico mi ha chiesto di chiederLe se può dare a noleggio a Lei la propria auto? L'auto e' una Toyota 4Runner. Tutte le informazioni sull'auto sono in allegato. Cordiali saluti. |
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Rossinka, grazie! скоро, глядишь, сам начну хоть чуть-чуть писать) |
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Dear A., Since we’re not acquainted I apologize for my sudden letter. I strongly hope this letter will find you at the appropriate moment, and you will read it. I live in Saint-Petersburg, Russia. I wrote you many times but have not sent a letter yet. In this way many years have already gone by. More precisely, about 15 years ago I had a beautiful dream, bright and colourful, as if it was painted by Van Gogh himself. It was like fresco paintings after the Grand Moguls life, coming alive against the background of the greatest love memorial - Taj Mahal. Each five of the Grand Moguls had your face. Then I failed to understand how could that might be. However, this story involved me so that four years I gathered the information, and for three consecutive years I was writing it in form of a 16-20 century novel. Then I had it published. I have always felt a desire to narrate the story to you. Though, I didn’t feel that brave. At last, yesterday, first time since then, I saw you in my dream again. You were in my home, and we left it together. Then we turned out to be on an edge of a mountain. Straight ahead along the edge I saw a path which became completely overgrown with the tulips – large, bright and amazingly full of life. Their leaves were so mellow I was afraid to tread them to pieces. I looked back and saw that there’s another path on the other side of the edge – it was level and made of nankeen limestone. This dream is good: a mountain – everything’s high, tulips symbolize love, smooth path – like everything is smooth. So I eventually decided to write you. It is probably the time. It is now or never for me. Everything becomes uninteresting without this dream. Do you want to know the story? So come to Saint-Petersburg, see you! |