Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (english)

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

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

Hanging by a thread my
I drag my body when it wrong
I think it is a thing of
I am a rag doll in a machine
An intermittent slowly pierces my skull
The air is thick, almost
Prone to drop in a shock of mind, frenetic
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 part of my soul bare
I strive to be strong, that underlying
Neruda am the of contemporary rap
This poetry flows uranium impregnated
I offer what life ensucio
Subliminal damage as in formaldehyde
I to the sun, I am glad in crucible
my whole shit, Spanish rap
Reality is cruel, honey is at
is a bad day and feel it will end badly

(x2)
Gray days, because we all
days, when we failed
Gray days, being embarrassed environmental
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 know? I am a lost
I the streets in search of some dinner
Now I from dead and buried
I'm like a mirror but on the other side
Where I still feel useless and more
I feel an animal, I hope in locked cages
Now there is no turning back, no one hears me
That day, on that bridge last thing I did was
Pact with Satan in exchange for and tranquility
I'm in and no one will remember

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