Paroles et traduction Pedro Infante - Mi Chorro de Voz (Remastered)

Mi Chorro de Voz (Remastered)

Yo tenia un chorro de voz,
Yo era el amo del falsete
Aylaralaaaaa
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 (cof cof) 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 (cof cof) la tos.
Cuando quiero echar falsete,
Solo sale un vil chisguete,
De aquel chorro de. VOOOOOZ.

My Vocal Chords (Remastered)

I had a great voice,
I was the master of falsetto
Aylaralaaaaa
Singing was all I knew,
And then I smoked and now I wheeze,
And of that great voice,
Only a whisper remains.
I could sing like a nightingale,
The ladies loved my voice,
They'd sigh and swoon,
And I'd feel so proud;
But now when I try to sing,
The roosters crow with glee
My poor voice is lost and gone,
From all the partying and booze,
And from smoking and (cough cough) coughing.
When I try to hit a high note,
Only a feeble squeak comes out,
Of that great voice
I had a great voice,
I was the best there was,
Jorge Negrete admired me,
Pedro Vargas and two others too.
But of that great voice,
Only a whisper remains.
The other night I went to sing,
At Casimira's birthday bash,
But at the first note I hit,
They started yelling,
"Get your hat and your girl,"
"You're embarrassing yourself."
He who drinks and sings,
Will ruin his vocal chords,
Just like I did (cough cough) coughing.
When I try to hit a high note,
Only a feeble squeak comes out,
Of that great. VOICE.