Hai cercato la traduzione di not going to chat you for a coupl... da Inglese a Tagalog

i'm not going to ask you for money
wag ka mag alala hindi ako sayu ng pera

ok i'm not going to chat with you and call
sege dena lang ako mag chat sayu yan ang gusto mo ehh

in a couple of days it will be christmas
ilang days na lang pas ko na

can we pretend to be inlove for a couples of a months
can we pretend to be inlove for a couples of a months

this is nice. i'm glad the guys let us have the place for a couple of hours.
natutuwa ako na iniwan tayo ng mga kaibigan natin nang ilang oras.

and he was really upset because they got in a fight over at jackie beats's drag show a couple of days before.
tapos nagalit siya at nag-away sila dahil sa drag show ni jackie beats noong isang araw.

dear nanay mantong, i hope you like the contents of this package so much that you will wear it on your birthday. with love and a couple of days still left in your 50's. sincerely, george
dear nanay mantong, umaasa ako na gusto mo ang mga nilalaman ng paketeng ito kaya magkano na ikaw ay magsuot ito sa iyong kaarawan. sa pag - ibig at ilang araw pa ang natitira sa iyong 50's. taos - puso, george

today, we’re going to learn more about someone we’ve heard about a couple of times already in the book of acts. we’re going to learn about saul of tarsus, and we’re going to learn that saul had a change of plans. in fact, god had a change of plans for saul.
ngayon, matututunan natin ang higit pa tungkol sa isang tao na narinig natin tungkol sa ilang beses na sa aklat ng mga gawa. malalaman natin ang tungkol kay saulo ng tarsus, at malalaman natin na si saulo ay may pagbabago sa mga plano. sa katunayan, ang diyos ay may pagbabago sa mga plano para kay saul.

had a lot of work to do and got very behind and working on getting you money to you but it will be the last for a while for a while had a major problem with my car and it will require a lot of funds to repair. my job sometimes sucks and now not monies because of federal slowdown of pay. it is difficult. so a lot of thing get out on hold. still no breast pictures was hoping on before and after to see the progress. oh well am just down i guess i will try to get you 20000 and that will be all for at least a couple of months make it last dear later love ya
maririnig

many artists lived in the greenwich village area of new york. two young women named sue and johnsy shared a studio apartment at the top of a three-story building. johnsy's real name was joanna. in november, a cold, unseen stranger came to visit the city. this disease, pneumonia, killed many people. johnsy lay on her bed, hardly moving. she looked through the small window. she could see the side of the brick house next to her building. one morning, a doctor examined johnsy and took her temperature. then he spoke with sue in another room. "she has one chance in -- let us say ten," he said. "and that chance is for her to want to live. your friend has made up her mind that she is not going to get well. has she anything on her mind?" "she -- she wanted to paint the bay of naples in italy some day," said sue. "paint?" said the doctor. "bosh! has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice -- a man for example?" "a man?" said sue. "is a man worth -- but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind." "i will do all that science can do," said the doctor. "but whenever my patient begins to count the carriages at her funeral, i take away fifty percent from the curative power of medicines." after the doctor had gone, sue went into the workroom and cried. then she went to johnsy's room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime. johnsy lay with her face toward the window. sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep. she began making a pen and ink drawing for a story in a magazine. young artists must work their way to "art" by making pictures for magazine stories. sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. she went quickly to the bedside. johnsy's eyes were open wide. she was looking out the window and counting -- counting backward. "twelve," she said, and a little later "eleven"; and then "ten" and "nine;" and then "eight" and "seven," almost together. sue looked out the window. what was there to count? there was only an empty yard and the blank side of the house seven meters away. an old ivy vine, going bad at the roots, climbed half way up the wall. the cold breath of autumn had stricken leaves from the plant until its branches, almost bare, hung on the bricks. "what is it, dear?" asked sue. "six," said johnsy, quietly. "they're falling faster now. three days ago there were almost a hundred. it made my head hurt to count them. but now it's easy. there goes another one. there are only five left now." "five what, dear?" asked sue. "leaves. on the plant. when the last one falls i must go, too. i've known that for three days. didn't the doctor tell you?" "oh, i never heard of such a thing," said sue. "what have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? and you used to love that vine. don't be silly. why, the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were -- let's see exactly what he said – he said the chances were ten to one! try to eat some soup now. and, let me go back to my drawing, so i can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us." "you needn't get any more wine," said johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed out the window. "there goes another one. no, i don't want any soup. that leaves just four. i want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. then i'll go, too." "johnsy, dear," said sue, "will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until i am done working? i must hand those drawings in by tomorrow." "tell me as soon as you have finished," said johnsy, closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue. "i want to see the last one fall. i'm tired of waiting. i'm tired of thinking. i want to turn loose my hold on everything, and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves."
c / ang huling dahon ng o henry