Of Men and Women-Retail Sample
Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General)Transcript
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once again Varvara me Hi. Lo VNA felt that rouge of skis warm gays never left her face and that he was singing for her alone Justice He was speaking for her alone. A t Why is he doing this? Everyone is watching, she thought anxiously at the same time, she tried to keep her strained attention on the accompaniment. And strangely, the piano had never matched the singing so beautifully and obligingly under her hands. As it did now, she gradually fell into a strange sort of oblivion. The room, the guests, her husband and Al Gia. Everything fell away into the distance, became obscured by fog and ceased to exist. Oh, could thiss Tim intact the rage? Also, deep into your quiet on, you're saying you are crying gently. When Ray Zhukovsky finished singing a distant lightning flashed in the garden, the ladies became alarmed, Rose in unison and rushed out to look for their hats and shoals. Varvara me Hi Lo VNA absent mindedly said goodbye to her guests. She was tortured and excited by the thought that her husband would most likely offer to spend the night to receive ski and Andre Luke each who came from Moscow? Absolutely not. Absolutely not, she repeated to herself impatiently. A vague, foreboding bomb somewhere in a secluded corner of her soul was telling her that if Ray Zhukovsky spent the night under the same roof with her, all of her family happiness accumulated over four years of quiet, unspoiled life would crash and perish. Suddenly. Varvara Me, Hi Lo VNA clearly heard careful contender singing across from her window in the garden, not 10 paces from the house. How could this timid declaration full suit deep into your quiet Ah, her sensitive ear instantly recognise the words and the melody and sitting up quickly in bed, she whispered, as if saying to someone else, He doesn't know my window. I shall open it. Trying not to make any noise, she pulled aside the curtain and opened the shutters. A terrible gust of wind pulled the shutters from her shaking hands and cruelly slammed them against the wall. At the same moment, the entire sky turned blindingly blue with black treetops clearly outlined against it. Varvara me hi llona closed her eyes, deafened by thunder, which crashed at the same time, is the lightning and staggered back