Hai cercato la traduzione di i’m outside what’s the door number da Inglese a Spagnolo

-hello, i’m outside but i don’t know what the flat number is…
hola, estoy aquí fuera pero no sé qué piso es…

all depends on for what the door is necessary.
todo depende de aquel, para que es necesaria la puerta.

what's the matter? why did you slam the door so hard?" 77
¿qué has? ¿por qué cierras la puerta con tal furia?" 77

outside what? the mind itself and the objects it pursues are all encompassed.
¿en el exterior de qué? está incluida ella misma así como los objetos que persigue.

"can you tell me what the writing on that stone over the door means?
-¿qué quiere decir esa piedra de encima de la puerta?

in conclusion, what the government seeks to hide is that venezuela has opened the door to hyperinflation.
en conclusión, lo que busca silenciar el gobierno es que venezuela está a las puertas de una hiperinflación.

all of this would open the doors to verifying what the effects are that could have a number of variables on the installation of a valuation made on an object.
todo esto abriría las puertas para verificar cuáles son los efectos que puedan tener un sin número de variables sobre la instalación de una valorización hecha a un objeto.

open the doors, what the hell do i do with the title?
abrir las puertas, ¿qué demonios hago con el título?

yesterday, in the afternoon, a couple came to me. i took their details, the door number, everything, because i am answerable to the many people who address me.
ayer en la tarde vino una pareja a verme. tomé nota de sus datos, número de puerta, todo, porque soy responsable ante las muchas pesonas que me contactan.

and what would be this “assumption of responsibility” on the part of bishops to be lived and exercised in a manner removed from or outside what the holy father does or says?
y ¿qué cosa sería esta “asunción de responsabilidad” de los obispos para vivir fuera de las intervenciones papales?

in fact, what the european commission and the council were trying to do was open the door to greater devaluation of work and an attack on the negotiating right of trade unions and on collective bargaining.
de hecho, lo que la comisión europea y el consejo estaban intentando hacer era abrir la puerta a una mayor devaluación del trabajo y a un ataque al derecho de negociación de los sindicatos y a la negociación colectiva.

-what the hell does this mean? - i asked showing with my right hand the tape and with my left hand i open completely the door and went in the house
-¿qué demonios significa esto?- dije mostrándole con la mano izquierda la cinta, mientras que con la derecha abría de par en par la puerta y entraba a la casa de graham

in the brief interval between paul asking that question and the moment when she pushed the door closed in his face carol did indeed describe what the fuck nicky had been doing in her room.
en el breve intervalo que medió entre la pregunta de paul y el momento en que la puerta se cerró ante sus propias narices, carol le contó qué carajo hacía nicky en su habitación.

last night, on the 8 o'clock news, the whole of the netherlands witnessed what the situation at lampedusa is like, but the door has now been closed again to journalists and ngos alike.
ayer, en las noticias de las ocho, los habitantes de los países bajos fueron testigos de cómo es la situación de lampedusa, pero ahora se les ha vuelto a cerrar la puerta a los periodistas y a las ong.

they sat down by the fire again while the two men finished their pipes. outside, the wind was higher than ever, and the old man started nervously at the sound of a door banging upstairs. a silence unusual and depressing settled upon all three, which lasted until the old couple rose to retire for the night. "i expect you'll find the cash tied up in a big bag in the middle of your bed," said herbert, as he bade them good night, "and something horrible squatting up on top of the wardrobe watching you as you pocket your ill-gotten gains." in the brightness of the wintry sun next morning as it streamed over the breakfast table, herbert laughed at his fears. there was an air of prosaic wholesomeness about the room which it had lacked on the previous night, and the dirty, shriveled little paw was pitched on the sideboard with a carelessness which betokened no great belief in its virtues. "i suppose all old soldiers are the same," said mrs. white. "the idea of our listening to such nonsense! how could wishes be granted in these days? and if they could, how could two hundred pounds hurt you, father?" "might drop on his head from the sky," said the frivolous herbert. "morris said the things happened so naturally," said his father, "that you might, if you so wished, attribute it to coincidence." "well, don't break into the money before i come back," said herbert, as he rose from the table. "i'm afraid it'll turn you into a mean, avaricious man, and we shall have to disown you." his mother laughed, and following him to the door, watched him down the road, and returning to the breakfast table, was very happy at the expense of her husband's credulity. all of which did not prevent her from scurrying to the door at the postman's knock, nor prevent her from referring somewhat shortly to retired sergeant majors of bibulous habits, when she found that the post brought a tailor's bill. "herbert will have some more of his funny remarks, i expect, when he comes home," she said, as they sat at dinner. "i daresay," said mr. white, pouring himself out some beer; "but for all that, the thing moved in my hand; that i'll swear to." "you thought it did," said the old lady soothingly. "i say it did," replied the other. "there was no thought about it; i had just-- what's the matter?" his wife made no reply. she was watching the mysterious movements of a man outside, who, peering in an undecided fashion at the house, appeared to be trying to make up his mind to enter. in mental connection with the two hundred pounds, she noticed that the
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