.-La hija del fletero, linda infinita
Volvió a Madrid, donde parece que es feliz
Ese dÃa me mando el descenso
Recuerdo como su mirada me volteo
-Pero dos que se quieren se dicen cualquier cosa
Ay! Si pudieras recordar sin rencor>
-En mi buzón hay un par de cartas suyas
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