Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (english)

I feel hatred towards people when people at me
I feel angry at all when sigh
I'm of myself and if I am no longer sure
Of both the weather gets to 'harder
I'll cut my to go to a better world
So that light that I found within me
Why ask pa 'fill a that nothing fills
Because I feel that blood no flows in my veins
Hatred and bitterness flows after living so pain
I am a prisoner, of four chains
And I'm drowning hope in a valley of tears
I can not find the exit, I'm a stone
In my mind in an instant I see moments of my
Is this my destiny? Death
Every is closer
Find your hurts, find soul angry
And for your loss, your
Watch steps each day
Because otherwise you'll fall oblivion and lose the game
Fight against and tide forever
fight in the fight until it bursts
She does not exist. to fight
Fear no more, you face your
It is not easy to live with it inside, which
is that hidden somewhere and can not find
So questions, there are so few answers
We hide the truth is that this sucks
You know who you were, who you are, who you
Lucky you never had and never accompany
I'm of all this suffering end
I have a thorn that burns me
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, when we
days, being embarrassed environmental reaction
get up every day pa make own ending

Hanging by a thread my
I drag my body when it wrong
I it is a thing of hell
I am a rag in a washing machine
An intermittent drop slowly pierces my
The air is thick, almost
Prone to drop in a shock of mind, frenetic
It the tempo of my heart
Anxiety takes over my brings
Bad luck is my fuc***
I dissected, no access to his will, my coerces
into the dark part of my soul bare
I to be strong, that underlying fissures
Neruda am the of contemporary rap
This street flows uranium impregnated
I offer what life ensucio
damage as fetuses in formaldehyde
I turn to the sun, I am in crucible
Cométela my whole shit, rap
is cruel, honey is at times
Today is a bad day and feel it end badly

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

Now I feel alone in a dark
Everything is much harder but I
In front of anybody, you know? I am a lost
I wandered the streets in of some dinner
Now I repent dead and buried
Because I'm a mirror but on the other side
Where I still useless and more ignored
I feel an animal, I hope in locked cages
Now there is no turning back, no one 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 are gray days