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 weather to 'harder
I'll cut my veins to go to a better
So find that that I found within me
Why ask pa 'fill a that nothing fills
Because I feel blood no longer flows in my veins
Hatred and bitterness flows after so much pain
I am a prisoner, of four 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 instant I see of my life
Is this my destiny? Death
hour is closer
Find your hurts, find soul angry
And for loss, your ruin
your steps each day
Because you'll fall into oblivion and lose the game
Fight against wind and forever
fight in the fight until it bursts
She does not exist. nothing to
Fear no more, you face fears
It is not easy to with it inside, which will
is that hidden somewhere and can not find
So many questions, are so few answers
We hide the truth is that this sucks
You know who you were, who you are, who you
Lucky you had and never will accompany
I'm of all this suffering end
I have a thorn that me inside
As a coward I am I approach the vacuum
I know my soul be relieved after this suicide

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

Hanging by a my stability
I drag my body when it goes
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
Prone to immersed in a shock of mind, frenetic
It marks the of my heart
Anxiety takes over my situation
Bad is my fuc*** infection
I dissected, no access to his will, my coerces
Evolves into the dark of my soul bare
I strive to be strong, underlying fissures
Neruda am the of contemporary rap
This poetry flows uranium impregnated
I what life ensucio substitutes
damage as fetuses in formaldehyde
I turn to the sun, I am in crucible
my whole shit, Spanish rap
Reality is cruel, is at times
Today is a bad day and it will end badly

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

Now I feel alone in a dark
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 mirror but on the side
Where I still feel useless and ignored
I feel like an animal, I hope in cages
Now there is no turning back, no one hears me
That day, on that last thing I did was sigh
Pact with in exchange for peace and tranquility
I'm in and no one will remember

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