El Autobús
Pepe Aguilar
The Bus
It doesn't matter
Where the bus takes me
Any place
Will be better to forget
It will work
Maybe it will be of no use
I will try
To erase your traces from my skin
This city smells like you
Sadly like you
And what I want
Is to forget your love
Save the heart
Pluck the bad memory
That your betrayal has left me
And what I want
Is to forget your love
Even if I have to die
Numbing the desire
Maybe I won't think of you anymore
I will walk
On the embers of pain
I will be reborn maybe with another skin
This city smells like you...
