The green bus

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A green bus is coming to pick us up,

a green bus that never gets lost:

know the streets, know the houses,

every corner, the whole city.

Know where you live or where you pass

and always regulate your speed.

Red light! The shiny bus stops.

Green light! He continues his march.

And it is rare that we do not find things to see,

Well, it takes us like a hundred paradises, our green bus,

which has two floors, and never tires of walking and running.

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