They paid my friend Blanco Herrera his salary
And without thinking twice he went out to waste it
A week of partying and he lost consciousness
As he didn't return home everyone They thought he was dead
And he wasn't dead, no, no, and he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no, he was drinking, lerelele.
And he wasn't dead no, no and he was not dead no, no
And he was not dead no, no, chevere, chevere, chévere
But after a few days of having disappeared
They found a dead man, a very similar dead man
They held a wake for him and prayed the novena to him
They forgave him his debts and buried him with sadness
And he was not dead, no, no, and he was not dead no, no
And he was not dead no, no, he was taking cane, lerelele
And he was not dead no, no and he was not dead no, no
And he was not dead no, no, cool, cool, cool
But one day he showed up full of life and happy
Saying to everyone hey! They had the wrong dead man
The mess that formed is just a story
His wife doesn't love him anymore, she doesn't want to sleep with dead people
He wasn't dead, he was party
He wasn't dead, he was partying
My dad, the chocolate, got paid his salary
And he wasn't dead, no, no, and he wasn't dead, no, no
And he wasn't dead no, no, lerelele lerelé