Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Segunda Oportunidad, artist - La Habitacion Roja.
Date of issue: 06.10.2020
Song language: Spanish
La Segunda Oportunidad(original) |
Si pudiera elegir, si tuviera otra oportunidad |
De empezar de cero otra vez, de vivir una nueva vida más |
Yo volvería a repetir y volvería a nacer |
En la misma tierra que hoy me ve diciéndome adiós |
Si pudiera elegir, mismos amigos, mismos sueños |
La música nos salvará, nos hará únicos y, la verdad |
Yo volvería a robar discos que me hicieron creer |
Creer que querer es poder, creer que se puede creer |
Estrellas del fútbol mundial, noches que no querían terminar |
Los maratones de terror, dormir al raso en la vieja estación |
Esperando a que salga el sol, volver a casa en auto-stop |
Decir que me sentó fatal la cena y que no fue el alcohol |
Y volvería a fracasar, a no estudiar lo que quise estudiar |
A dejar el deporte atrás, probar todo lo que pude probar |
A despedirme del amor, la rosa, el libro y el adiós |
Para volver a renacer cuando todo lo iba a perder |
Estrellas del fútbol mundial, tequilas con limón y sal |
Los maratones de terror, dormir al raso en la vieja estación |
Esperando a que salga el sol, volver a casa pensando que no |
Que ya no volverá a llamar, pero que no podrá olvidar |
Y si pudiera elegir, y si tuviera otra oportunidad |
Todo lo haría solo por volver a la noche en que te encontré |
En que te dije lo que hoy sigo pensando sin condición |
Todo lo haría otra vez para volverte a conocer |
Para volverte a conocer… |
Para volverte a conocer… |
Para volverte a conocer… |
Para volverte a conocer |
(translation) |
If I could choose, if I had another chance |
To start from scratch again, to live a new life |
I would repeat and be born again |
In the same land that today sees me saying goodbye |
If I could choose, same friends, same dreams |
Music will save us, it will make us unique and, the truth |
I would steal records again that I was led to believe |
Believing that wanting is power, believing that one can believe |
World soccer stars, nights they didn't want to end |
The horror marathons, sleeping rough at the old station |
Waiting for the sun to come up, hitchhiking home |
To say that dinner made me feel terrible and that it was not the alcohol |
And I would fail again, not studying what I wanted to study |
To leave the sport behind, try everything I could try |
To say goodbye to love, the rose, the book and goodbye |
To be reborn when everything was going to lose |
World soccer stars, tequilas with lemon and salt |
The horror marathons, sleeping rough at the old station |
Waiting for the sun to come up, coming home thinking it's not |
That he won't call again, but he won't be able to forget |
And if I could choose, and if I had another chance |
I'd do anything just to go back to the night I found you |
In what I told you what I still think today without condition |
I would do it all again to meet you again |
To meet you again... |
To meet you again... |
To meet you again... |
to meet you again |