Cerró Sus Ojitos Cleto

Cleto, the fufuy, closed his little eyes
The whole team he handed over when he died
As the dead man fell, releasing the cry
I'm going as if it were for so much
The doctor said to the widow

With a cold courage, how little endurance
They took him out with his sneakers forward
The attacks that Luchita, his wife, had rehearsed
That night as a top actress she was consecrated

When the wretch was alive, let him die!
And now that he's in the coffin, how good he was!
However, he was veiled and the rosary was prayed
And a voice in the silence interrupted
Pass the bottle, don't hold onto it

And the bottle had Cleto's end
He died, he died, he died
I believe this Cleto deliberately cooled down
For what he owed, he never paid
A bad guy, not so innocent
With everything being so expensive, it turned out to be a bargain

The wake was a party, pure life!
The wig and coffee were served with drinks
And they started with colorful stories to pass the time
And ended with Cleto already starting to burn

They started playing cards
And the widow in a gamble lost the box!
And then, to make up for it, even the dead man went to lose
And the wake ended, man, you don't have to be!

I have Cleto in my house
And now where do I put him?
But as Luz, his lady, already said
He died, he died, he died