Luyện nghe bài hát El jugador tambien forma parte del juego (english)

I a game,
carefully,
no rules.
The begins.
you woke up without knowing where you were,
at all,
looking for something could not find,
is everywhere,
can not the fate,
you write your story leading a road,
Your is becoming increasingly smaller,
feel that loneliness accompanies you every night,
Star!
See that darkness creeps into your light,
you nowhere and you do not know there yourself.
Between nothing and everything flows only time hear cries ring hollow as an echo dead
no for to mourn,
only four walls do not leak like a spider prey among networks,
the stress takes your body,
Now is we really should start to fear,
tears,
settle in silence,
becomes smaller and the stones do not want to fire.
We consume.
Faith is not of you,
you are moving in the shadows that you to the end.
Leave is up to you,
you know,
for clues,
key of the puzzle here is the key.
You're crazy,

it,
're a puppet,
a game of unscrupulous
your acts make you start scratch,
gamble,
and the player is part of the game.
Crying, screaming, wall,
you despair,
and thirsty;
afraid,
is beyond you.
Knowing that nobody and nobody can help
to be someone you think about it before playing.
Bet on one card,
not anything,
everything in your hands,
pa 'correct,
Shit! Your destiny is to be alone in infinite darkness,
you appreciate your life if you go live in this item,
is difficult when there are to follow,
to fulfill,
if you want to live you will to suffer,
is everywhere,
she escapes,
This is where you really feel life is beautiful.
I do not remember a one.
to be a nightmare,
and sheets are the that you get caught,
attempts to despite your fatigue,
steps you are
down steps,
instead of
for you, stands still,
but the needles are in as always,
you are confused,
in a place that nobody knows
're shaking,
hear voices and you the unknown.
There is only one exit and not reach,
for it,
in darkness,
how much spilled.
Time is out,
or die,
decide or die slowly
to choose.
Put on your
you are way to perdition,
now suffering,
lie to get attention.
Did you kill yourself and die when you no want,
when death touches you is when you appreciate you have.
Really,
this sick mind to play,
if only in order to be to help
you'll thank me
I you,
the are simple,
only a minute.
I seeing you in the dark,
You locked until you die,
How does it feel in place?
see as you rot,
a in my dash
is not checkmate,
end of game.
End of game.