Vous avez cherché: ginang daliri (Tagalog - Anglais)

daliri
digit

ginang.
ma'am.

krus daliri
cross fingers

maga ang daliri
namaga ang daliri

ginang, binibini
maam

inliliit na daliri
index finger

magandang umaga ginang
maganda umaga gingang

ang ginang o ang tigre
the lady or the tiger

ang aking minamahal na ginang
lovely lady

maganda po talaga kayo, ginang.
i have to say you have a mighty fine body there, little lady.

gusto ng tao ng mabait na ginang
english

si april ay isang mayabang na ginang
too of us

salamat sa iyo, ginang ng langston hughes
she was a large woman with a large purse that had everything in it but hammer and nails. it had a long strap, and she carried it slung across her shoulder. it was about eleven o’clock at night, and she was walking alone, when a boy ran up behind her and tried to snatch her purse. the strap broke with the single tug the boy gave it from behind. but the boy’s weight and the weight of the purse combined caused him to lose his balance so, intsead of taking off full blast as he had hoped, the boy fell on his back on the sidewalk, and his legs flew up. the large woman simply turned around and kicked him right square in his blue-jeaned sitter. then she reached down, picked the boy up by his shirt front, and shook him until his teeth rattled. after that the woman said, “pick up my pocketbook, boy, and give it here.” she still held him. but she bent down enough to permit him to stoop and pick up her purse. then she said, “now ain’t you ashamed of yourself?” firmly gripped by his shirt front, the boy said, “yes’m.” the woman said, “what did you want to do it for?” the boy said, “i didn’t aim to.” she said, “you a lie!” by that time two or three people passed, stopped, turned to look, and some stood watching. “if i turn you loose, will you run?” asked the woman. “yes’m,” said the boy. “then i won’t turn you loose,” said the woman. she did not release him. “i’m very sorry, lady, i’m sorry,” whispered the boy. “um-hum! and your face is dirty. i got a great mind to wash your face for you. ain’t you got nobody home to tell you to wash your face?” “no’m,” said the boy. “then it will get washed this evening,” said the large woman starting up the street, dragging the frightened boy behind her. he looked as if he were fourteen or fifteen, frail and willow-wild, in tennis shoes and blue jeans. the woman said, “you ought to be my son. i would teach you right from wrong. least i can do right now is to wash your face. are you hungry?” “no’m,” said the being dragged boy. “i just want you to turn me loose.”

pangitain ng ating ginang ng unibersidad ng fatima
vision of our lady of fatima university, a premier inclusive university of choice aspiring to improve man as man by developing individuals through a legacy of excellent educatiuon and compassionate value formation

salamat sa iyo, ginang pamamagitan ng langston hughes
thank you, ma'am

salamat sa iyo ginang sa pamamagitan ng langston hughes
thank you ma'am by langston hughes

kaya't ang iyong isang ginang ng paglilibang. maganda
so your a lady of leisure 🙂 nice