Lyrics of Mi Chorro de Voz - Pedro Infante

Mi Chorro de Voz (original)

Yo tenia un chorro de voz
Yo era el amo del falsete
Ay lara la
Por el canto me di al cuete
Y por fumar me dio la tos
Y de aquel chorro de voz
Solo me quedo un chisguete
Cantaba un titipuchal
Las chamacas me admiraban
Con mis cantos suspiraban
Y yo me daba a desear;
Pero hoy que quise cantar
Los gallos se alborotaban
Pobre voz que anda al garete
Por la parranda y el cuete
Por fumar y por la tos
Cuando quiero echar falsete
Solo sale un vil chisguete
De aquel chorro de voz
Yo tenia un chorro de voz
Yo me daba mi paquete
Me admiró Jorge Negrete
Pedro Vargas y otros dos
Pero del chorro de voz
Solo me quedo el chisguete
Antenoche fui a cantar
Festejaba a Casimira
Al primer compás de lira
Me empezaron a gritar
El sombrero y la chamaca
Del señor que se retira
Al que toma y al que canta
Se le pudre la garganta
Como a mi me dio la tos
Cuando quiero echar falsete
Solo sale un vil chisguete
De aquel chorro de voz

(translation)

I had a jet of voice
I was the master of the falsetto
Ay lara
For the song I gave myself to the cuete
And for smoking she gave me the cough
And from that stream of voice
I only have a chip left
He sang a titipuchal
The girls admired me
With my songs they sighed
And I gave myself to be desired;
But today I wanted to sing
The roosters rioted
Poor voice that goes adrift
For the party and the cuete
From smoking and cough
When I want to falsetto
Only a vile gossip comes out
Of that stream of voice
I had a jet of voice
I gave myself my package
Jorge Negrete admired me
Pedro Vargas and two others
But from the stream of voice
I only keep the gossip
Last night I went to sing
I celebrated Casimira
To the first measure of lyre
they started yelling at me
The hat and the girl
of the lord who retires
To the one who drinks and to the one who sings
his throat rots
As it gave me the cough
When I want to falsetto
Only a vile gossip comes out
Of that stream of voice