Pedro Infante — El general song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El general" by Pedro Infante.
Lyrics
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
Lyrics translation
Pray if he came, his mere mere
Major General;
And oh! after what happened
POS chiubo my soul
And make up with me
No, I'm no rival.
For God's Sake
What I want is to hesitate
Why did you come to visit them
Your general wit
And the one who doesn't like it
The shaft to throw it away
And mount to the root
That Colonel, my captain.
My sergeant and my major;
Oh, I'm coming!
Check it out, then.
To the squadron
A rial musicians
The Valentina
I want to hear it, but now
"Why did he come to visit us
Your general wit:
And the one who does not like the shaft
Throw it down and ride it up.
Pray if he came, his mere mere
Major General;
And oh! after what happened
POS chiubo my soul
And make up with me
No, I'm no rival.
For God's Sake
What I want is to hesitate
"ora" who came to visit them
Your general wit
And the one who doesn't like it
The shaft to throw it away
And mount to the root