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Rush Hour In The Metro

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Hora Punta En El Metro

bajaba al anden, y me a cruce
llevaba prisa, ella tambien, hora punta en el metro
10 años atras, frente a su portal
el primer beso, a mi me dio
quizas la haya olvidado
yo la recorde, con coletas y calcetines blancos
volviendo de su colegio
abrazo en un rincon, temblando de emocion

bajaba al anden y me la cruce
me reconocio o tal vez no, hora punta en el metro

yo la recorde, con coletas y calcetines blancos
volviendo de su colegio
abrazo en un rincon, temblando de emocion

bajaba al anden y me la cruce
me reconocio, o tal vez no, hora punta en el metro
me reconocio, o tal vez no, hora punta en el metro
me reconocio, o tal vez no, hora punta en el metro
me reconocio, o tal vez no, hora punta en el metro

Rush Hour In The Metro

I went down to the platform, and I crossed paths with her
She was in a hurry, so was I, rush hour in the metro
10 years ago, in front of her building
The first kiss, she gave me
Maybe I forgot about her
I remembered her, with pigtails and white socks
Coming back from her school
Hug in a corner, trembling with emotion

I went down to the platform and I crossed paths with her
She recognized me or maybe not, rush hour in the metro

I remembered her, with pigtails and white socks
Coming back from her school
Hug in a corner, trembling with emotion

I went down to the platform and I crossed paths with her
She recognized me, or maybe not, rush hour in the metro
She recognized me, or maybe not, rush hour in the metro
She recognized me, or maybe not, rush hour in the metro
She recognized me, or maybe not, rush hour in the metro

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