Luyện nghe bài hát John, el equizofrenico (english)

My name is Alejandro and I'm schizophrenic
I am nothing less attractive
my friend is a clown who advised me
has eyes and lives in my ear
and a lot and sometimes annoying
and I ask things almost never answer me
but his for me and I give my life for the
we also that there is a gap
our circle
people think I'm
because I run town with my notebook
talking
and cowboy boots
an in his hand and a bullfighter's hat,
but I'm not bad at all I also talk to
I tell lies to play him with the mind
I like giving bad of the road
so people arrive late at its destination,
I walk with two fairy godmothers above
syringe full of vitamins with morphine
until it floods my
I spend as and people get confused,
me if I'm laughing too
is that yesterday my mother and I threw out of work,
I have 6 months income in my a penny,
and I do not since October last year
I have my body healed,
with deep cuts and in the first degree
but it's nothing serious nothing
is that I never realize because I all day anesthetized
I to walk alone and talk to the wind
I've had sex as a nun in a convent
calm although I can
suddenly as a mine in
I am an psicomaniático
hello after I wash my hands with antibacterial
I'm a mental patient
but that does not entitle you to look at me
and to treat me
Come see I'm not to do anything
what looks blood on my shirt is spilled ketchup
Come see my little friend here to scissors are for
garden.

I'm a murderer, such as miniseries,
Behind the door, I dead people
To kill hunger, cereal, blood,
I have no family, because I my family.

Sometimes they come to doctors
With costumes ghosts try to
I suffer from disorders because I put my cat in oven
And his tail hung me in the ornaments
When I get the episodes start to sodium
And cry strong to get the hate
I am also of shadows
I dare not go to the bathroom
And I pee on the
It is I only have 13 years
Still biking and do not to strangers
But do not my medication during the year
Every day I dream can you
Picarte into pieces the same scissors
Get plastic bags and keep you on the refrigerator
Do not today I take my medications
I'm in a good mood or content with breath
I I have serious side but I'm happy
Right now I with my friends in the cemetery,
In I am in love with one of my friends
A year ago, without leaving a trace or witness
It's a beautiful girl the purple face
Every night I accompanied
She does not for that is deaf
And why people think I'm to myself and
I help.

I'm a serial murderer, as miniseries,
Behind the door, I dead people
To kill hunger, cereal, blood,
I have no family, I killed my family. (x2)