วันเดือนปี/ Day, Month, Year ( A Little Thing Callled Love OST) - Wattana

วันจันทร์ฉันคอยอยู่ อังคารก็คอยดู ดูๆว่าเธอเป็นไง
พุธเธอก็ไม่มา เช้าสายก็ไม่มี พฤหัสว่างเปล่า

ศุกร์หรือเสาร์หรือว่าอาทิตย์ ไม่มีวันไหนไม่คิดถึง
ไม่มีวันไหนที่เธอจะย้อนมา สู่วันเก่าๆของเรา

วันที่ฉันเจอเธอ วันที่ได้ใกล้กัน วันที่เราจูงมือ
วันที่ฉันรักเธอ วันที่ฉันพูดไป วันที่เธอรับฟัง

อีกนานไหมฉันก็ไม่รู้ (อีกกี่เดือนหรือจะอีกปี)
กี่หมื่นพันล้านความทรงจำที่มี ไม่เคยไม่คิดถึงเธอ

มกราก็ยาวนาน กุมภาก็เลือนลาง มีนาก็ยังเลื่อนลอย
เมษาก็ร้อนรน พฤษภาก็ทุกข์ทน มิถุนาว่างเปล่า

อีกนานไหมฉันก็ไม่รู้ (อีกกี่เดือนหรือจะอีกปี)
กี่หมื่นพันล้านความทรงจำที่มี ไม่เคยไม่คิดถึงเธอ

อีกนานไหมฉันก็ไม่รู้ (อีกกี่เดือนหรือจะอีกปี)
กี่หมื่นพันล้านความทรงจำที่มี ไม่เคยไม่คิดเธอ

=== Phiên âm ===

wan jan chun koy yu
ang karn kor koy doo
doo doo wa ther pen ngai

put ther kor mai mar
chao saai kor mai mee
paruehat wang plao

chorus1:

sook rue sao rue wa ar-thit
mai mee wan nai maikid thueang
mai mee wan nai tee ther ja yorn ma
su wan gao gao kong rao

wan tee chun jer ther
wan tee dai klai gun
wan tee rao jong mue

wan tee chun rak ther
wan tee chun pood pai
wan tee ther rub fung

chorus2:

eek nan mai chun kor mai roo
eek gee duean rue ja eek pee
gee muean pun larn kwam song jum tee mee
mai keuy mai kid thueang ther

ulang shand nadanya pertama :
mokkaara kor yaw mnan
goompa kor luean larng
mee na kor yung luean loy

mesa kor ron lon
pusapa kor took ton
mithuna wang plao

chorus2 ulang shand

=== Eng trans ===

On Monday, I was waiting
Tuesday, I was anticipating
Wednesday, morning to evening
Wondering why you were still missing
No hope for Thursday...

Friday, Saturday or Sunday
I still missing you even when it's weekend
But noway that you've come back to be like our old days.

The day I met you. The day we got close. The day we held hands.
The day I loved you. The day I told you. The day you listened.

I don't know how long this feeling will last (through months and years)
But these millions memories would never disappear...
I never been not missing you

January suddenly seemed to last for too long
February, that was when my hope was nearly gone
In March, my heart turned out so fond
April feel worry, May is still suffering, June seems to be empty.

Vào thứ hai, em đã chờ đợi
Thứ ba, em dự đoán
Thứ tư, từ sáng đến tối
Em băn khoăn không biết anh có còn nhớ
Không còn hi vọng gì ở thứ năm nữa rồi…

Thứ sáu, thứ bảy hay chủ nhật
Em cũng luôn nhớ đến anh dù có là cuối tuần
Nhưng sẽ không bao giờ anh quay trở lại như những ngày trước nữa

Ngày em gặp anh. Ngày chúng ta gần nhau. Ngày chúng ta nắm lấy tay nhau
Ngày em yêu anh. Ngày em đã nói thế với anh. Ngày anh lắng nghe em

Em không biết cảm giác này sẽ kéo dài bao lâu (qua tháng, năm)
Nhưng hàng triệu kỉ niệm này sẽ chẳng bao giờ biến mất
Em sẽ không bao giờ thôi nhớ anh

Tháng Một bỗng kéo dài quá
Tháng Hai, hi vọng của em gần như đã biến mất
Tháng Ba, trái tim em hóa ra thật ngây thơ
Tháng Tư thấy thật lo lắng. Tháng Năm vẫn thật buồn khổ. Tháng Sáu dường như trống rỗng mất rồi.