Şunu aradınız:: three days left (İngilizce - Tagalogca)

three days left
tatlong araw na lang christmas party na na

3 days left
sa loob ng 3 araw

two days left to
dalawang araw na lang ang natitira upang umalis

it took me three days to read this book.
inabot ako ng tatlong araw sa pagbabasa ng librong ito.

three days to go i'm going home
tatlong araw upang pumunta

three days before i was clean again
bago ang araw na iyon ay umulan

one day minus three days of coldroom cleaning
binawasan ng isang araw ang tatlong araw na paglilinis ng coldroom

1 days left until christmas
5 araw ang natitira bago ang pasko

i just had a few days left here
pananatili ko dito

one day left
isang araw na lang natitira

one patient who had tested negative subsequently became symptomatic postpartum and tested positive three days after the initial negative test.
ang isang pasyenteng nasubok na negatibo na naging symptomatic postpartum sa dakong huli at nasuring positibo pagkatapos ng tatlong araw ng paunang negatibong pagsubok.

people have tested positive for the disease up to three days before onset of symptoms suggesting transmission is possible before developing significant symptoms.
ang mga tao na nasuring positibo sa sakit ng hanggang tatlong araw bago lumitaw ang mga sintomas ay iminumungkahing posible ang transmisyon bago ang pagbuo ng makabuluhang mga sintomas.

do you know you can start earning ×10 of your daily salary or make up to ₱ 100,000 pesos in just three days!
do you know you can start earning ×10 of your daily salary or make up to ₱100,000 pesos in just three days!

master-apprentice courses are typically two or three-day events with a wide range of topics.
ang mga kurso sa master-apprentice ay karaniwang dalawa o tatlong-araw na pangyayari na may malawak na hanay ng mga paksa.

eid al fitr, which marks the end of the muslim month of fasting - ramadan, was commemorated with three days of celebrations across the arab world, or so goes the tradition.
sa iba't ibang panig ng mundo, ginunita ang nakalipas na eid al fitr sa loob ng tatlong araw, na siyang takda ng pagtatapos ng ramadan - ang isang buwan ng pag-aayuno.

specifically, the virus was found to be detectable for up to three days on plastic (polypropylene) and 304 stainless steel, for one day on cardboard, and for up to four hours on copper.
sa tiyakan, natagpuang nakikita ang mikrobiyo ng hanggang sa tatlong araw sa plastic (polypropylene) at 304 stainless na bakal, sa isang araw sa cardboard, at hanggang sa apat na oras sa tanso.

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