Haze published ‘En esta celda’, the preview of his new album ‘Barrio’

The rapper Haze returns to a foreground of the music with his new single "En Esta Celda", a song that was written with the collaboration of the flamenco cantaor Pedro el Granaíno.

The direction and production of the 'En Esta Celda' video is run by Julián Lara. 'En Esta Celda' was shot in different locations of Seville and its province: Alcalá de Guadaíra, Arahal and the district of Haze in Seville, Los Pajaritos.

Stellar collaborations with artists of sport and flamenco musicc such as the singer Pedro el Granaíno, the dancer Pastora Galván and engine champions Dany Torres and Miguel Espadas have contributed to the audiovisual return of HAZE shining with his own light.

LETTER
I live in a prison without walls, it is called Ignorance,
lost innocence in childhood and gained respect.
Learning on the street is hard.
I tried the substances,
I felt the violence and the lust for money.
How cold!, black flag pirate in my soul,
I've been a cannon fodder, I felt the heat of the canyon
but the heat of the love in my skin I've never felt,
here the sirens announce another sunken ship,
Lost, who do I trust?
Lucifer the load but he is not the one who fires the weapon,
The white calms me, I lose the sense!
Being blind I do not think, shut up bitch conscience, I know what I lost!
Who is guilty? Who knows the limits?
A drug dealer in a neighborhood is a hero, I just imitated.
I refuge in writing, the time is my watch,
One more letter in this cold cell.
And in this cell, I am dying to see you,
Drawing on the walls a heart with your name.
And in this letter, I ask you to come to see me,
Because I feel very lonely, and time stops here.
Die in a different life,
It's called prison,
With me lives the hate,
And the revenge resides.
A stray bullet, a pint,
I think of suicide,
She does not come to see me,
I don't writeme, my Hope!
I will not miss, don't you get my letters? dammit!
I'm in the yard looking for a fight!
With blood on his knuckles, the heart is kicking me!
I sweat the hell the official, and that I see!
If you do not come, if you do not write, I feel alone!
I'm going to "chinarme" like a dog, to bleed to death in the Chabolo!
And then I feel the cold ...
What helps me pray? My God, I challenge you!
At night I fall asleep,
And dream you come to see me.
Then it passed me the cold ...
In the recount did not "wake up"
And in this cell, I'm dying to see you,
Drawing on the walls a heart with your name.
And in this letter, I ask you to come to see me,
Because I feel very lonely, and time stops here.
This is a song of hope for a world of cement and mistake. Adri, flies, fly away from Alhaurin.
And you, friend, patience, dry those tears, there it goes, do you understand me? oh there it goes! FREEDOM!
And in this cell, I'm dying to see you,
Drawing on the walls a heart with your name.
And in this letter, I ask that come to see me,
Because I feel very only, and the time here is stopped.

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