My friend white herrera was paid his salary
And without thinking twice he went out to waste it,
A week of partying and lost consciousness
Since he did not go home, everyone thought he was dead,
And he was not dead no, no and he was not dead no, no,
And he was not dead no, no, he was taking canes, 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 after a few days of having disappeared
They found one dead, a very similar dead,
They mounted a wake for him and they prayed the ninth,
They forgave him his debts and buried him with grief,
And he was not dead no, no and he was not dead no, no,
And he was not dead no, no, he was taking canes, 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 appeared full of life and content,
Telling everyone eh! They were wrong to die,
The mess that was formed that is pure story,
His wife does not want him anymore, does not want to sleep with the dead,
He was not dead, he was out partying
To my dad the chocolate, his salary was paid
And he was not dead no, no and he was not dead no, no,
And he was not dead no, no, lerele lerele
Only among all we can make this a better place :)