English demo. My lenguage is spanish.

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I hope to contribute to some small project that you may enjoy participating in. Since my English is intermediate. Use various styles in this little demo

Vocal Characteristics



Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)


Spanish (Mexico - Northern) Spanish (Neutral - International)


Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Mhm. As the morning sun painted the sky with hills of gold and pink. A gentile priest whispered through the metal carrying, waited to delicate a cent of blooming flowers. The words seemed to be waking up in a symphony of beauty and tranquility. A reminder that even in the posits of times not embrace King, offer solace and serenity angry. Can you believe it? I mean, seriously, just why I thought things couldn't get any worse. This happens. It's like the universe has a twisted sense of humor playing its leg game with us. Oh, I can't even wrap my head around it. It's infuriating. Really? And you wear it. Hey, the fault. Are you ready for adventure of a lifetime? Buckle up because we are about to dive head fears into a world of excitement, trees and not a stuff at. Get ready to feed your head raise and your adrenaline search as we embark on journey that I leave you on the edge of your seat. Crave more attitude. Listening up. Everyone we've had enough of playing is safe and sticking to the rules. It's time to break free from the chains of convention and embrace our true self. We're not here to fit in. We're here to stand that. So get ready to challenge the status quo because majority that yes is not a car amid the causes of the world. There's a quiet center reading it. It of us, close your eyes, take a deep breath. Analytical of the world is that way your town feel the gentle r off your breath and the stillness that recites within in this moment of calm, you find a strength to face with whatever she lie ahead. Um Sat um as the rain drops taped against the wind on, pay a melancholic melody feel in their memories of happier times danced on this edge of houses reminding her of what once was. Sometimes the weight of loss fell unbearable. A reminder that even the brightest stars can fade into the darkness. Mystery in the shadow of the old man. Whispers of forgotten secret Lanyard woven into the very fabric of its walls. Every creek of the floorboards and every flicker of candle lights held the claw a pre leading to a true consulate for years on rebelling. The mystery will require courage and insatiable curiosity but the reward the rework was a rebellion beyond imagination.