ทุกเช้า ทุกคืน ทุกวัน = Every morning Every night Every day

ทุกเช้าที่ฉันจะต้องตื่น แล้วคิดว่าเธอจะเป็นเช่นไร
Every Morning I wake up and think how you will look like this morning

เสียไปเกือบครึ่งชั่วโมง ทุกเช้า อาบน้ำ แต่งตัว ถึงค่อยคลาย และค่อยๆได้ลืมเธอไป ไปทำอะไร เช่นเดียวกับคนอื่นเค้า
Lost nearly half an hour every morning thinking of you, bath robe to gradually unwinding. And gradually forgot you..could continue my day like others

เป็นแบบนี้อย่างเดิมทุกวัน ก็เหมือนอย่างเดิมทุกวัน ภาพเก่าซ้ำๆ เรื่องราวซ้ำๆ เรื่องราว ซ้ำๆก็วนเวียนอยู่ตรงนั้น
This is as it was every day. Every day is like the original. Image repeated story repeated the old story

มันไม่หายไม่ลืมซักที ถ้าเผลอต้องมาทุกที มันแปลก แปลกที่หัวใจ.. ที่ถึงแม้จะช้ำยังไง..ก็ไม่อาจลืม
Do not forget, it does not disappear..You always come to my mind ..It strange that strange heart .. Although that is still sore .. still I have not forgotten.

ทุกครั้งก่อนฉันจะได้นอน ต้องคิดว่าเธอจะอยู่ที่ใด
Every time before I sleep, keep thinking where are you darling

คิดเลยจนหลับไหลไปเกือบเช้า อยู่ไหน อยากรู้ แล้วฝันไป ตื่นขึ้นมาก็เจอความจริง ไม่มีอะไร นอกจากหัวใจที่เหงา
Thought to flow almost sleeping until morning. Wtih all curious, to dream...wake up to the fact see nothing. In addition to heart isolation

เป็นแบบนี้อย่างเดิมทุกวัน ก็เหมือนอย่างเดิมทุกวัน ภาพเก่าซ้ำๆ เรื่องราวซ้ำๆ ก็วนเวียนอยู่ตรงนั้น
This is as it was every day. Every day is like the original. Image repeated story repeated the old story

มันไม่หายไม่ลืมซักที ถ้าเผลอต้องมาทุกที มันแปลก แปลกที่หัวใจ..ที่ถึงแม้จะช้ำยังงัยก็ไม่อาจลืม
Do not forget, it does not disappear..You always come to my mind ..It strange that strange heart .. Although that is still sore .. still I have not forgotten.

Letter to me ~ Brad Paisley

If I could write a letter to me and send it back in time to myself at 17

First I'd prove it's me by saying look under your bed

There's a Skoal can and a Playboy no one else would know you hid

And then I'd say I know it's tough when you break up after seven months

And yeah, I know you really liked her, and it just don't seem fair

All I can say is pain like that is fast, and it's rare.

And oh, you got so much going for you, going right

But I know at 17, it's hard to see past Friday night

She wasn't right for you

And still you feel like there's a knife sticking out of your back

And you're wondering if you'll survive*but*

You'll make it through this and you'll see

You're still around to write this letter to me.

At the stop sign at Tomlinson and Eighth

Always stop completely

Don't just tap your brakes

And when you get a date with Bridget

Make sure the tank is full

On second thought forget it

That one turns out kinda cool

Each and every time you have a fight

Just assume you're wrong and dad is right

And you should really thank Mrs. Brinkman

She spent so much extra time

It's like *she sees* the diamond underneath

And she's polishing you 'til you shine.

And oh, you got so much going for you, going right

But I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday night

Tonight's the bonfire rally but you're staying home instead

Because if you fail algebra, mom and dad will kill you dead *but*

Trust me you'll squeak by and get a C

And you're still around to write this letter to me.

You've got so much *up* ahead

You'll make new friends, you should see your kids and wife

And I'd end by saying have no fear

These are nowhere near the best years of your life.

I guess I'll see you in the mirror

When you're a grown man

P.S. go hug Aunt Rita every chance you can.

And oh, you got so much going for you, going right

But I know at 17, it's hard to see past Friday night

I wish you'd study Spanish

I wish you'd take a typing class

I wish you wouldn't worry, let it be

I'd say have a little faith, and you'll see.

If I could write a letter to me, to me...

It doesn't matter ~ by Sarah Poongprasert

There may be hundreds and thousands of reasons that you want to tell me.
And so I want to know, I want to ask why?
But when I saw the reality, I changed my mind, and I don't want to hear any of your words... You don't have to tell me anymore.

So it doesn't matter to me anymore, however it happens, it's finished all the same.
So you don't have to say anymore, because it doesn't matter.
However it finishes, or when it does, it's just the same.

However many reasons, however many hundreds of words you give me, it will not make my hurt go away.
And right now I don't want to hear them.
No matter how much I wanted to know, wanted to ask.
But when I saw the reality, I changed my mind, and don't want to hear any of your words... You don't have to tell me anymore.

So it doesn't matter to me anymore, however it happens, it's finished all the same.
So you don't have to say anymore, because it doesn't matter.
However it finishes, or when it does, it's just the same.

So it doesn't matter for me anymore, however it happens it is finished all the same.
So you don't have to say any more, because it doesn't matter.
It's finished right here, and now, and that's it!

Credit to : Sarah Poongprasert