Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (en inglés)

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

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

Hanging by a my stability
I my body when it goes wrong
I think it is a thing of
I am a rag doll in a machine
An intermittent drop pierces my skull
The air is thick, liquid
Prone to drop immersed in a of mind, frenetic
It marks the tempo of my
Anxiety takes my situation brings
Bad luck is my infection
I dissected, no access to his will, my coerces
Evolves the dark part of my soul bare
I strive to be strong, that underlying
Neruda am the gore of rap
street poetry flows uranium impregnated
I offer what life ensucio
Subliminal damage as in formaldehyde
I turn to the sun, I am glad in
Cométela my whole shit, rap
Reality is cruel, honey is at
Today is a bad day and feel it will end

(x2)
Gray days, we all cloudy
days, when we failed
Gray days, being environmental reaction
get up day pa make your own ending

Now I alone in a dark place
Everything is much but I dissimulation
In of anybody, you know? I am a lost soul
I the streets in search of some dinner
Now I repent from dead and
Because I'm like a but on the other side
Where I still useless and more ignored
I feel like an animal, I in locked cages
Now there is no back, no one hears me shouting
That day, on that bridge last thing I did was
Pact with Satan in exchange for and tranquility
I'm in oblivion and no one remember

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