Luyện nghe bài hát De otro color (english)

Yeah, not a question of age if a
I teleported to world,
It is to write this right? yeah, Porta,
Soma, MiZoK, and Barna, Yeah

Everything changes is nothing like what you paint,
I would be in a different reality,
I'm far from that, from all evil
who wants to hurt me and not be on my of the glass.
I see a clear sky tears in my eyes,
I see me the clouds cover the sun and in my anger
Your image is in my heart
at still beats only out of obligation,
I keep of a maybe, in a perhaps
whether a you yours truly was sincere,
Behind it is the past and I'm left the
caught between an image in another paper.
I see rain but that I did not me
I spend hours counting minute
every everything becomes darker
is it is hard to proceed without any friend
just a which I heard, maybe he understands me
and understand that there are only to slash his wrists.
Whether or not that your life passes in moments
in just a in which you look happy
smiling a future that does not exist
but no, I am a coward but sad
I keep crying retreating into a silence
I want to be strong I know, but desire is reluctant
I despite every disadvantage
that crosses my path, I am and smiling
but in dreams I see you with my
I still in those dreams, do not accept that I lost.
I am a boy looking for friends, soul and heart
a who lost his faith, inspiration
a all my dreams are broken
died died illusion to another color your photo
I still remember goodbye, goodbye one as cold and dry
that a hug goodbye without a simple kiss
the of love, your distance, your words
the miss and something for you are nothing.

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For a woman to hook me everything I hated
I think of pain I see all of color
puff is a relief, a conviction
to give me can not come and cut me god veins

I ride in a sea of troubles within my
the thing I fear is used to the solitude
I wonder what's wrong? And I what I hide
because I think my sky is just inches from the
hold your hand and our bodies together
and corn, I feel for hope
sad, I think I have what I
arto I obey and look a doll.
Thus, any type
before was fun and now I feel
dry mouth finally found in the ink
every tear inspiration and words
if that cold hurt
but there are things I say only the
in this paper to designate the the demon
but you go to bed with nothing in writing and
and if every day is a free
I do not to be in a heart that beats for me
I write Why do I fall?
And every second you're not with me deterioration
I'm on the of an emotional abyss
I remember your smile in sleep and little else
I never get tired of your prince charming
call to death do not see it as a
even my life for you,
I feel a little empty in each farewell hug
Sorry to miss I love
to do if a you want in your mouth gives strength to my generator?