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Si no hubiera que correr - Versión rarezas

SI el camino fuera suave y si el cielo más azul,
Miraría el horizonte siempre como miras tú.
Si pudiera ir más despacio, sin tropiezos ni traspiés,
Si el camino fuera suave, si no hubiera que correr.
Y aunque fuera necesario, no quisiera echar la hiel
Si el camino fuera suave, si no hubiera que correr, que correr
Pero es duro, es salvaje, y no tiene compasión.
Te disparan por la espalda, aquí no existe el honor.
He visto caer a gente sin poder mover un pie.
Tambien vi como los fuertes no apostaban por su piel,
Y aunque fuera necesario, no quisiera echar la hiel
Si el camino fuera suave, si no hubiera que correr, que correr.
Ya estoy en ninguna parte, ya no puedo regresar.
Son ya muchos treinta años para poner marcha atrás.
He gastado en esta histeria mi energia, mi ilusión,
Masticando con firmeza que quizá, lo que importa no es jugar, sino ganar
Y aunque fuera necesario, no quisiera echar la hiel
Si el camino fuera suave, si no hubiera que correr, que correr.
El aliento del destino quiza's sople sobre mí.
Rogaré a Dios que me indique qué sendero he de seguir,
Porque seguiré adelante aunque tenga que volar.
Quizás venda hasta mi alma sólo por poder llegar.
Y aunque fuera necesario, no quisiera echar la hiel
Si el camino fuera suave, si no hubiera que correr, que correr

If the Road Were Smooth - Rarities Version

IF the road were smooth and if the sky more blue,
I would gaze at the horizon as you always do.
If I could go slower, without tripping or stumbling,
If the path was easy, if we didn't have to run.
And even if it were necessary, I wouldn't want to spit out the bile
If the road were smooth, if we didn't have to run, to run
But it's tough, it's wild, and it has no compassion.
They shoot you in the back, there's no honor here.
I've seen people fall without being able to move a foot.
I've also seen how the strong don't bet on their skin,
And even if it were necessary, I wouldn't want to spit out the bile
If the road were smooth, if we didn't have to run, to run.
I'm nowhere anymore, I can't go back.
It's been too many thirty years to put into reverse.
I've wasted my energy and my dreams on this hysteria,
Firmly chewing that perhaps what matters isn't playing, but winning
And even if it were necessary, I wouldn't want to spit out the bile
If the road were smooth, if we didn't have to run, to run.
The breath of destiny might blow upon me.
I will beg God to show me which path I should follow,
Because I will continue forward even if I have to fly.
Maybe I'll even sell my soul just to be able to arrive.
And even if it were necessary, I wouldn't want to spit out the bile
If the road were smooth, if we didn't have to run, to run