Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (en inglés)

I feel hatred people when people look at me
I feel angry at all people sigh
I'm afraid of myself and if I am no longer
Of loving the weather gets to 'harder
I'll cut my veins to go to a better
So find light that I found within me
Why ask pa a void that nothing fills
I feel 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 find the exit, I'm like a
In my mind in an instant I see moments of my
Is my destiny? Death approaches
Every hour is
Find hurts, find your soul angry
And for your loss, your
Watch your each day
otherwise you'll fall into oblivion and lose the game
Fight against and tide forever
Jura in the fight until it bursts
She does not exist. to fight
Fear no more, you your fears
It is not easy to live with it inside, which
is that hidden somewhere and can not find
So many questions, are so few answers
We hide the truth is that this sucks
You know who you were, who you are, who you
Lucky you had and never will accompany
I'm sick of all suffering end
I have a thorn that me inside
As a coward I am I approach the vacuum
I know my will 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 my body when it goes wrong
I think it is a thing of
I am a rag doll in a washing
An drop slowly pierces my skull
The air is thick, almost
Prone to drop immersed in a shock of mind,
It the tempo of my heart
Anxiety over my situation brings
Bad is my fucking infection
I dissected, no to his will, my mind coerces
Evolves into the dark of my soul bare
I strive to be strong, that fissures
Neruda am the of contemporary rap
This street flows uranium impregnated
I offer what ensucio substitutes
Subliminal as fetuses in formaldehyde
I turn to the sun, I am in crucible
Cométela my shit, Spanish rap
Reality is cruel, is at times
is a bad day and feel it will end badly

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

Now I alone in a dark place
Everything is harder but I dissimulation
In front of anybody, you I am a lost soul
I wandered the in search of some dinner
Now I repent from dead and
Because I'm a mirror but on the other side
I still feel useless and more ignored
I feel like an animal, I hope in cages
Now there is no back, no one hears me shouting
That day, on that bridge thing I did was sigh
with Satan in exchange for peace and tranquility
I'm in oblivion and no one will

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