Luyện nghe bài hát Dias grises (english)

I feel hatred towards when people look at me
I feel angry at all when sigh
I'm of myself and if I am no longer sure
Of loving both the weather to 'harder
I'll cut my to go to a better world
So find that light that I found me
Why ask pa 'fill a void that nothing
Because I feel that blood no longer flows in my
Hatred and bitterness flows after so much pain
I am a prisoner, of four chains
And I'm drowning lost hope in a valley of
I can not find the exit, I'm like a
In my in an instant I see moments of my life
Is this my destiny? approaches
Every hour is
Find your hurts, find your soul
And for your loss, ruin
Watch your 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
no more, you face your fears
It is not easy to live it inside, which will
is that hidden somewhere and can not find
So questions, there are so few answers
We hide the truth is that this company
You who you were, who you are, who you will
you never had and never will accompany
I'm of all this suffering end
I have a that burns me inside
As a coward I am I will the vacuum
I know my soul will be relieved this suicide

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

Hanging by a thread my
I drag my when it goes wrong
I think it is a thing of
I am a rag doll in a machine
An intermittent drop pierces my skull
The air is thick, liquid
to drop immersed in a shock of mind, frenetic
It marks the tempo of my
Anxiety over my situation brings
Bad is my fuc*** infection
I dissected, no to his will, my mind coerces
Evolves into the dark part of my bare
I strive to be strong, that fissures
Neruda am the of contemporary rap
This street flows uranium impregnated
I offer what life substitutes
Subliminal damage as in formaldehyde
I to the sun, I am glad in crucible
my whole shit, Spanish rap
Reality is cruel, is at times
is a bad day and feel it will end badly

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

Now I alone in a dark place
Everything is much 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 mirror but on the side
Where I still 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 thing I did was
Pact Satan in exchange for peace and tranquility
I'm in oblivion and no one remember

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