Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (en inglés)

I hatred towards people when people look at me
I feel angry at all when people
I'm afraid of and if I am no longer sure
Of loving the weather gets to 'harder
I'll cut my veins to go to a world
So find that light that I found me
Why ask pa a void that nothing fills
Because I feel that blood no longer flows in my
Hatred and flows after living so much pain
I am a prisoner, slave of four
And I'm drowning lost in a valley of tears
I can not find the exit, I'm like a
In my mind in an instant I see moments of my
Is this my destiny? Death
Every is closer
Find your hurts, find soul angry
And for loss, your ruin
Watch steps each day
Because otherwise you'll fall into oblivion and lose the
Fight against and tide forever
Jura fight in the until it bursts
She not exist. nothing to fight
Fear no more, you face fears
It is not easy to with it inside, which will
Distress is that hidden somewhere and can not
So many questions, there are so few
We hide the truth is that company sucks
You know who you were, who you are, who you
Lucky you never had and never accompany
I'm sick of all suffering end
I have a thorn burns me inside
As a I am I will approach the vacuum
I know my soul will be after this suicide

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

Hanging by a my stability
I drag my when it goes wrong
I it is a thing of hell
I am a rag doll in a washing
An intermittent drop pierces my skull
The air is thick, almost
Prone to drop immersed in a shock of mind,
It marks the of my heart
Anxiety over my situation brings
Bad luck is my fucking
I dissected, no to his will, my mind coerces
Evolves into the part of my soul bare
I strive to be strong, that underlying
Neruda am the gore of rap
This poetry flows uranium impregnated
I offer what ensucio substitutes
Subliminal as fetuses in formaldehyde
I turn to the sun, I am glad in
Cométela my whole shit, rap
Reality is cruel, honey is at
is a bad day and feel it will end badly

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

Now I alone in a dark place
is much harder but I dissimulation
In front of anybody, you I am a lost soul
I the streets in search of some dinner
Now I from dead and buried
Because I'm a mirror but on the other side
Where I still useless and more ignored
I feel an animal, I hope in locked cages
Now there is no turning back, no one hears me
day, on that bridge last thing I did was sigh
Pact with in exchange for peace and tranquility
I'm in and no one will remember

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