Luyện nghe bài hát De otro color (english)

Yeah, not a of age if a drag
I teleported to world,
It is normal to write right? yeah, Porta,
Soma, MiZoK, and Barna, Yeah

Everything changes is nothing like what you paint,
I would be happy in a reality,
I'm far from that, from all evil
who wants to me and not be on my side of the glass.
I see a sky with tears in my eyes,
I see me blur the cover the sun and in my anger
image is engraved in my heart
at bottom beats only out of obligation,
I keep of a maybe, in a perhaps
a love you yours truly was sincere,
Behind it is the past and I'm with the
caught between an image in another paper.
I see rain but that I did not me
I spend hours counting minute
every second everything darker
is it is hard to proceed without any friend
just a which I heard, maybe he understands me
and that there are only want to slash his wrists.
true or not that your life passes in moments
in just a moment in you look happy
smiling into a future that does not
but no, I am a but still sad
I crying retreating into a long silence
I want to be I know, but that desire is reluctant
although I every disadvantage
crosses my path, I am strong and smiling
but only in I see you with my
I still believe in those dreams, do not that I lost.
I am a lost boy looking for friends, soul and
a child who his faith, inspiration
a all my dreams are broken
died died illusion changed to another your photo
I still remember goodbye, goodbye one as cold and dry
that a simple hug goodbye without a kiss
the absence of love, your distance, words
the miss and something for you are nothing.

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For a to hook me everything that I hated
I think of I see all of another color
each puff is a relief, a
to give me grief can not and cut me god veins

I ride in a sea of troubles my illness
the only thing I is used to the solitude
I wonder what's wrong? And I know I hide
because I think my sky is just inches from the
hold your hand and our dance together
and corn, I feel for hope
sad, I think I have I deserve
arto I and look like a doll.
Thus, any relaxed
was fun and now I feel overwhelmed
dry mouth finally found in the ink
every tear inspiration and words
if that cold hurt
but there are I say only the folio
in this paper to designate the the demon
but you go to bed nothing in writing and sleepless
and if every day is a free
I do not to be in a heart that beats for me
I heavy Why do I fall?
And every second that not with me deterioration
I'm on the verge of an emotional
I remember your smile in sleep and little else
I never get tired of being your prince
call to do not see it as a virtue
even my life for you,
I feel a little empty in each farewell hug
Sorry to what I love
What to do if a you in your mouth gives strength to my generator?