Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (english)

I feel hatred 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 both the gets to 'harder
I'll cut my veins to go to a better
So that light that I found within me
Why ask pa a void that nothing fills
Because I feel blood no longer flows in my veins
and bitterness flows after living so much pain
I am a prisoner, of four chains
And I'm lost hope in a valley of tears
I can not find the exit, I'm a stone
In my in an instant I see moments of my life
Is my destiny? Death approaches
Every hour is
Find your hurts, your soul angry
And for your loss, your
Watch your steps day
Because otherwise you'll fall oblivion and lose the game
Fight against wind and forever
Jura fight in the fight until it
She does not exist. nothing to
no more, you face your fears
It is not easy to live with it inside, which
Distress is that hidden somewhere and can not
So many questions, there are so few
We hide the truth is this company sucks
You who you were, who you are, who you will
Lucky you had and never will accompany
I'm sick of all this end
I have a thorn that burns me
As a coward I am I approach the vacuum
I know my soul will be relieved after this

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

Hanging by a my stability
I drag my body it goes wrong
I it is a thing of hell
I am a rag doll in a machine
An drop slowly pierces my skull
The air is thick, liquid
Prone to drop immersed in a shock of mind,
It marks the tempo of my
takes over my situation brings
Bad is my fuc*** infection
I dissected, no access to his will, my mind
Evolves into the dark of my soul bare
I strive to be strong, that underlying
am the gore of contemporary rap
This street poetry flows uranium
I what life ensucio substitutes
Subliminal as fetuses in formaldehyde
I to the sun, I am glad in crucible
Cométela my shit, Spanish rap
Reality is cruel, is at times
Today is a bad day and feel it end badly

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

Now I alone in a dark place
Everything is harder 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 and buried
I'm like a mirror but on the other side
Where I still feel useless and more
I feel like an animal, I hope in locked
Now is no turning back, no one hears me shouting
That day, on that last 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 days