Translation of "Erzaehlt mir" in English

He tells me Gracie Leigh's been murdered.

And if the children misbehave, they will tell them not to act like that, because if they do SupMarcos will come with his great big bag of cookies and won't give them even one, even if they are animal crackers, and that the great Don Durito of the Lacandón will not tell them the story of how he fought, all by himself, against 3.141592 toothless dragons, nor the marvelous story of Lucezita and the Cat-Dog that, they tell me, leaves Ironman, Batman, The Avengers, Spiderman, X-Man, Wolverine, and anything else that comes out, in the dust.

John told me that these were the first lyrics he'd written for some years.

But, as people tell me, the majority of these people make clear that they aren’t who they supposedly are.

But the story it tells me will have to wait because I know that the leadership is putting calendars and geographies to its words.

Judith Trepp who in her paintings strives to achieve a synthesis of Abstract Expressionism with forms inspired by the Zuercher Konkrete, tells me that the blue colour seems to seep into her paintings whenever she works down by the seashore in Cape Cod.

As it turns out, the people (that rebellious mass that doesn't look where it is ordered to look, nor listen to what it is ordered to listen to), have acquired the particular mania of making daily life front page news: how one styles one's hair, what happened to me in this particular place, what I like or don't like, what I saw/ heard/ said and what was said to me, the crimes that don't appear in the paid media, the ridiculous reiterations of governors (previously hidden by piles of money in the paid media's closets) that are now exposed without their control.

Jeff tells me that it took all that he had to remain ‘up’ for Jason at this time. Of course the lad had very little idea as to what was wrong with him. Jeff also told me that it was very difficult sometimes to come into the room where Jason was and always try to have something funny or positive to say, but that is what a good parent does.

The shop owner told me that Adrian had lost everything in a bitter divorce, but I questioned that.

He told me that he had always been right next to me, and he had never left my side.

He said that Robert had this record company and it had this great ethic, you know, where the artist had total artistic control...and they retained ownership of their music, which is pretty rare in the music industry and there were no contracts, which is also nice.

My mother then told me this story: In 1966, my aunt had a high-risk surgery for her elephantiasis and died shortly after.

Years later someone told me that anonymous hands had torn some of those declarations from the walls and guarded them jealously.

He told me I was his first major emergency and that he also remembered because the medical team was so happy they'd saved me as I had virtually no chance of survival.

She then told me that my aunt had lost her infant son shortly after birth, but didn't tell anyone as she didn't like to talk about it.

John told me that he really wanted to tour in the U.K and Europe to promote 'The Thunderthief', but at the moment there were no definite dates, (so watch this space!)

She told me when I went back I wouldn't be able to remember what she told me and she was only able to tell me all that, so that I would return to my body.

Yes As I explained above, I could look and see everything as usual, dirty dishes, interior of the apartment, the neighbors, my friend who was smoking near the window (which he confirmed, when he later told me that he didn't hear me falling, as he was smoking at the window, while observing the neighbor's servant arriving.)

Yes The moment when my mom was dying, I was talking to, her already ten years before, when I let her know that I knew she was back there when I went; and she was telling me the same thing ten years later.