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Música y Letra: S. Station




Dejé de fumar
Pa’ mejor saborear
Las delicias de tu boca
Cuando descubrí
Que lo mejor de ti
Lo guardabas para otra

Ay, mejor me fumo
Un tabaco pa’ que el humo
Borre, elimine tu huella
Hasta que te canses de ella.

Dejé de mirar otros hombres,
Ya no había quien comparara
Vagando me fui, escondiéndome
De la envidia que devora

Mientras tú seguiste tu ruta
Hasta chévere la pasabas
Y yo aquí, quietica te invocaba
Siempre hasta que te canses de ella.

Dejé de pensar, intenté olvidarme
Del recuerdo de tus besos
Hasta que escuché, despertándome
El rumor de tu regreso

Y no, no, no, no
Aunque quisiera
Hacerte pagar la espera
Me parece que la vida es corta
Mas nos vale, papá, no pensar más en ella Mas te vale, papá, no pensar más en ella

I quit smoking
The better to taste
the delights of your mouth.
Until I discovered
That you were saving your best
for another.

I'm better off smoking
A nice fat cigarette so that
The smoke can rise and erase any trace of you,
Until you tire of her.

I stopped looking at other men
No one could compare to you.
Became a bum, in hiding from
The envy that threatened to devour me.

While you went on your way
And even enjoyed yourself
I sat very still, silently invoking your name,
Until you tired of her.

I stopped thinking and tried to erase
the memory of your kisses
Until I was awoken by
The sound of your return.

And no,
although I wish I could
make you pay for making me wait
Life's too short, we're better off
just not thinking of her ever again.
You better not ever think of her again.