Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (english)

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

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

Hanging by a thread my
I my body when it goes wrong
I think it is a of hell
I am a rag doll in a washing
An drop slowly pierces my skull
The air is thick, almost
Prone to drop in a shock of mind, frenetic
It marks the of my heart
Anxiety takes over my brings
Bad luck is my fuc***
I dissected, no to his will, my mind coerces
Evolves into the part of my soul bare
I to be strong, that underlying fissures
Neruda am the gore of rap
This street poetry flows impregnated
I offer life ensucio substitutes
Subliminal damage as fetuses in
I turn to the sun, I am in crucible
Cométela my whole shit, rap
Reality is cruel, is at times
Today is a bad day and feel it end badly

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

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

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