Luyện nghe bài hát De otro color (english)

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

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

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For a woman to hook me that I hated
I think of pain I see all of color
each is a relief, a conviction
to me grief can not come and cut me god veins

I ride in a sea of troubles within my
the only thing I is used to the solitude
I wonder wrong? And I know what I hide
because I think my sky is inches from the bottom
hold your hand and our bodies together
and corn, I vulgar for hope
sad, I think I have what I
I obey and look like a doll.
Thus, any type
before was fun and now I overwhelmed
dry finally found peace in the ink
game every tear and words
if cold goodbye hurt
but there are I say only the folio
in this paper to the killing the demon
but you go to bed with nothing in and sleepless
and if every day is a live
I do not want to be in a heart beats for me
I write Why do I fall?
And every second that you're not me deterioration
I'm on the verge of an abyss
I remember smile in your sleep and little else
I never get tired of your prince charming
to death do not see it as a virtue
even my life for you,
I feel a little in each farewell hug each
Sorry to what I love
to do if a you want in your mouth gives strength to my generator?