El Picaflor
Quisiera ser picaflor,
Y que tu fueras Clavel
para chuparte la miel,
del capullo de tu boca.
Me mirás, te ríes
pero no sabes, ingrata
que tengo otra mejor que tú.
Esa cintita que bien le queda,
en los cabellos de mi cholita
silba, silba silbadorita cautivadorita
The Hummingbird
I wish I were a hummingbird,
And that you were a Carnation
To suck the honey from
The bud of your mouth.
You look at me, you laugh
But you don't know, ungrateful
That I have another better than you.
That little ribbon that looks so good on her,
In the hair of my girl
Whistles, whistles, captivating little whistler