.Paloma de donde vienes,
vengo de San Juan del Rio
cobijame con tus alas
que ya me muero de frio
Si fuera papel volara
si fuera tinta escribiera,
quisiera ser estampilla
y en ese sobre me fuera
Por debajo de la arena
corre el agua y no la vemos
porque.
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