Lyrics of El General - Pedro Infante

El General (original)

Ora si llegó, su mero mero
General de división;
Y ¡ay!
pos qué pasó
Pos quiubo mi alma
Y arrejúntense con yo
No, no soy rival
Por Dios Santito
Lo que quiero es vacilar
Ora que vino a visitarlos
Su aguerrido general
Y aquel que no le guste
El fuste que lo tire
Y monte a raíz
Ese coronel mi capitán
Mi sargento y mi mayor;
Firmes que ¡ay, voy yo!
Pasen revista, luego luego
Al escuadrón
Músicos de a rial
La Valentina
Quiero oírla, pero ya
«Ora que vino a visitarnos
Su aguerrido general:
Y aquel que no le guste el fuste
Que lo tire y monte a raíz
Ora si llegó, su mero mero
General de división;
Y ¡ay!
pos qué pasó
Pos quiubo mi alma
Y arrejúntense con yo
No, no soy rival
Por Dios Santito
Lo que quiero es vacilar
«ora» que vino a visitarlos
Su aguerrido general
Y aquel que no le guste
El fuste que lo tire
Y monte a raíz

(translation)

Pray if he arrived, his mere mere
Major General;
And alas!
after what happened
Pos quiubo my soul
and settle down with me
No, I'm not a rival
For God's sake
What I want is to hesitate
Pray that he came to visit them
Your battle-hardened general
And the one who doesn't like it
The shaft that throws it
And mount to root
That colonel my captain
My sergeant and my major;
Firm that oh, I'm going!
Review, then later
to the squad
Musicians of Arial
The Valentine
I want to hear it, but
"Pray he came to visit us
His battle-hardened general of him:
And the one who doesn't like the shaft
Let him throw it away and mount it to the root
Pray if he came, his mere mere
Major General;
And alas!
after what happened
Pos quiubo my soul
and settle down with me
No, I'm not a rival
For God's sake
What I want is to hesitate
"ora" who came to visit them
Your battle-hardened general
And the one who doesn't like it
The shaft that throws it
And mount to root