Mi Chorro de Voz
Yo tenía un chorro de voz
Yo era el amo del falsete
Ay, la, ra, lai
Por el canto me di al "cuete"
Y por fumar me dio la tos
Y de aquel chorro de voz
Sólo me quedó un chisguete
Cantaba un titipuchal
Las chamacas me admiraban
Por 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 quise echar falsete
Solo sale un vil chisguete
De aquel gran chorro de voz
Yo tenía un chorro de voz
Y me daba mi paquete
Me admiró Jorge Negrete
Pedro Vargas y otros dos
Pero del chorro de voz
Sólo me quedo el chisguete
Anteanoche fui a cantar
Festejaba Casimira
Al primer compás de lira
Comenzaron a gritar
El sombrero y la chamarra
Del señor que se retira
Al que toma y al que canta
Se le pudre la garganta
Como a mí me dió la tos
Cuando quiero echar falsete
Sólo sale un vil chisguete
De aquel gran chorro de voz
My Stream of Voice
I had a stream of voice
I was the master of falsetto
Ay, la, ra, lai
For singing, I gave myself to the 'cuete'
And from smoking, I got a cough
And from that stream of voice
I was left with just a trickle
I sang a lot
The girls admired me
They sighed for my songs
And I made myself desired
But today when I wanted to sing
The roosters got agitated
Poor voice that's gone to waste
Because of partying and 'cuete'
Because of smoking and the cough
When I wanted to hit a high note
Only a measly trickle comes out
From that great stream of voice
I had a stream of voice
And I got my package
Jorge Negrete admired me
Pedro Vargas and two others
But from the stream of voice
I was left with just a trickle
The night before last, I went to sing
Casimira was celebrating
At the first strum of the lyre
They started to shout
The hat and jacket
Of the man who leaves
For those who drink and sing
Their throats rot
Like mine did with the cough
When I try to hit a high note
Only a measly trickle comes out
From that great stream of voice