Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (en inglés)

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

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

Hanging by a my stability
I drag my body it goes wrong
I think it is a thing of
I am a rag doll in a washing
An intermittent drop slowly my skull
The air is thick, almost
Prone to drop in a shock of mind, frenetic
It the tempo of my heart
Anxiety takes over my situation
Bad is my fucking infection
I dissected, no access to his will, my mind
into the dark part of my soul bare
I strive to be strong, underlying fissures
Neruda am the gore of rap
This street flows uranium impregnated
I offer what ensucio substitutes
Subliminal as fetuses in formaldehyde
I to the sun, I am glad in crucible
Cométela my whole shit, rap
Reality is cruel, honey is at
Today is a bad day and it will end badly

(x2)
Gray days, because we all
days, when we failed
Gray days, being embarrassed environmental
get up every day pa make your own

Now I feel alone in a dark
Everything is much harder but I
In front of anybody, you I am a lost soul
I wandered the streets in search of dinner
Now I from dead and buried
Because I'm like a mirror but on the side
I still feel useless and more ignored
I feel like an animal, I hope in 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 exchange for peace and
I'm in and no one will remember

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