Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (en inglés)

I feel hatred people when people look at me
I angry at all when people sigh
I'm afraid of myself and if I am no longer
Of both the weather gets to 'harder
cut my veins to go to a better world
So find light that I found within me
Why ask pa 'fill a that nothing fills
Because I that blood no longer flows in my veins
Hatred and bitterness flows after so much pain
I am a prisoner, slave of chains
And I'm drowning lost hope in a of tears
I can not the exit, I'm like a stone
In my in an instant I see moments of my life
Is my destiny? Death approaches
hour is closer
Find your hurts, find your angry
And for your loss, your
Watch your each day
Because otherwise you'll fall into oblivion and lose the
Fight wind and tide forever
fight in the fight until it bursts
She not exist. nothing to fight
Fear no more, you face your
It is not easy to live it inside, which will
Distress is that hidden and can not find
So many questions, there are so few
We hide the is that this company sucks
You know who you were, who you are, who you
Lucky you never had and will accompany
I'm of all this suffering end
I have a thorn that burns me
As a coward I am I approach the vacuum
I know my soul be relieved after this suicide

(x2)
Gray days, we all cloudy
Gray days, we failed
Gray days, embarrassed environmental reaction
get up every day pa your own ending

Hanging by a thread my
I drag my body it goes wrong
I think it is a of hell
I am a rag in a washing machine
An intermittent drop slowly pierces my
The air is thick, almost
Prone to drop immersed in a shock of mind,
It marks the of my heart
Anxiety takes my situation brings
Bad luck is my fucking
I dissected, no access to his will, my coerces
Evolves into the dark part of my soul
I to be strong, that underlying fissures
am the gore of contemporary rap
This street poetry uranium impregnated
I what life ensucio substitutes
Subliminal damage as in formaldehyde
I turn to the sun, I am glad in
my whole shit, Spanish rap
Reality is cruel, is at times
is a bad day and feel it will end badly

(x2)
Gray days, we all cloudy
Gray days, we failed
Gray days, being embarrassed environmental
get up every day pa make own ending

Now I feel in a dark place
Everything is much but I dissimulation
In front of anybody, you know? I am a soul
I wandered the streets in of some dinner
Now I repent from and buried
Because I'm like a mirror but on the other
Where I feel useless and more ignored
I like an animal, I hope in locked cages
Now is no turning back, no one hears me shouting
day, on that bridge last thing I did was sigh
Pact with Satan in for peace and tranquility
I'm in and no one will remember

If it is Abram, the Porta. Alicante, Barcelona, La mission are gray