Lyrics of Las Otras Mañanitas - Pedro Infante

Las Otras Mañanitas (original)

Ándele mi chorreada salga
El saludo que te traigo en este día
Es la muestra de amistad que yo te dio
Si dormida tu te encuentras todavía
Ya despierta paque escuches mi canción
Solo vengo acompañados de mis cuates
Que te brindan su amistad igual que yo
Desvelados y friolentos los mariachis
Piden algo para que entremos en calor
Orale viene la porra
(A la bio a la bao la del santo Rra ra)
Por favor prende la luz nada te cuesta
Que te quiero dedicar otra canción
Ya nos anda por que nos abras la puerta
Y nos brindes una copa de licor
Es tu santo y a cantarte hemos venido
Nos escucha muy atento el velador
Te suplico te lo ruego te lo pido
Nos invites a pasar al comedor
Y no venimos a gorrear
Varia veces a pasado la patrulla
Y nos pone en muy difícil situación
Si nos llevan para el bote es culpa tuya
Por no hacernos una fiel invitación
Yo te juro que a la gorra no venimos
Ni tampoco a recibir tu ingratitud
Pero es triste que llegamos y nos fuimos
Sin hacernos una copa a tu salud
De tanto cantar y cantar
Ya me duele la garganta
Con casi nos va aventar de esa agüita que ataranta
Orale mira mira ya se ve la lucecita aya arriba
Se prendieron ya las luces mis cuatachos
La del santo nos oyó y se levanto
Estén listo pa' correr si avienta agua
U otro liquido que manche nuestro honor
Pero miren que las puertas ya se abrieron
Entren santos peregrinos por favor
Y al uniso no gritemos viva viva
Y tres porras por el santo que se dio
A la bio a la bao la del santo Rra rra rra

(translation)

Come on my squirt come out
The greeting that I bring you on this day
It is the token of friendship that I gave you
If you are still asleep
Wake up so you can listen to my song
I only come accompanied by my friends
That they offer you their friendship just like me
Sleepless and cold the mariachis
They ask for something to warm us up
Orale comes the club
(To the bio to the bathroom of the saint Rra ra)
Please turn on the light, it costs you nothing
I want to dedicate another song to you
We are already waiting for you to open the door for us
And give us a glass of liquor
He is your saint and we have come to sing to you
The watchman listens to us very attentively
I beg you I beg you I ask you
You invite us into the dining room
And we don't come to scrounge
Several times the patrol has passed
And it puts us in a very difficult situation
If they take us to the boat it's your fault
For not giving us a faithful invitation
I swear to you that we do not come to the cap
Nor to receive your ingratitude
But it's sad that we came and went
Without making us a drink to your health
From so much singing and singing
My throat already hurts
He's almost going to throw us out of that dazed water
Orale look look you can see the little light up there
The lights are already on, my cuatachos
The saint's heard us and got up
Be ready to run if it throws water
Or another liquid that stains our honor
But look, the doors have already opened
Enter holy pilgrims please
And in unison let's not shout viva viva
And three batons for the saint who gave himself
To the bio to the bathroom of the saint Rra rra rra