El Picaflor

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