Maria Peralta

They call me The hummingbird, because I go around sucking flowers
To the queen of my loves, with whom I suck better

But I peck the flower, I never let it wither
I always leave it beautiful, they call me the hummingbird
When I look at the sheet that I fly from the heights
I go to Maria Peralta so she can comfort me

Guitar solo
But a hummingbird without a soul, can't fly like that
They already cut its wings so it stops walking

They call me The hummingbird, because I go around sucking flowers
To the queen of my loves, with whom I suck better
When I look at the sheet that I fly from the heights
I go to Maria Peralta so she can comfort me

Guitar solo
When I look at the sheet that I fly from the heights
I go to Maria Peralta so she can comfort me