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Once again Victor Solís
In my wallet your small photo
With a note that says I love you
And on it, the perfume I like
So much from your collection
I still keep the small list
Of the songs I made for you
And on a sheet, the date marked
With the exact time I met you

I want to forget the past
And I fall into the abyss
From which memories bring me
That badly intoxicates my heart
I wanted to play with you and ended up losing
Because no one told me you were an expert
In love games
There, my little devil

The she-devil, now I mention you
Because on your sweet lips
You carry the nectar of prediction
The she-devil, the one who played with me
Imposed her punishment of another
Love she left

With her innocent face of 'I didn't do it'
She seduced me into the nets of passion
Evil rose that walks around
Stabbing her thorns into the heart
She got tired of being everyone's toy
And put on her crimson dress

So that any hummingbird out there
That crosses paths with her meets its end
There, be careful, my brother
Be careful with the she-devil
Who almost ended me
Just with her beauty