Manfreddi

Manfreddi had a son
Mentally retarded
He was a widower and supported
To his mother-in-law and his mother

And when it was time for lunch
I was leaving work
When he was in the mood to cook
The old women used to shout at him

Give us something to eat
Oh, oh, oh, oh
It's already one o'clock
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Come change me
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I already messed up
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Manfreddi lived saving
In order to live
The house was able to be bought
One month before dying

When he was dying in the hospital
The priest came to pray to him
And nurses dance through the corridors
To the rhythm of the final sermon

Have mercy, Lord
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Of this poor idiot
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Pour out your love
Oh, oh, oh, oh
About this idiot
Oh, oh, oh, oh

The God of the unhappy
He didn't let him in
Well, I already had it housed
More than half of Uruguay

And after a long and hard wandering
He went to hell
After a wait in front of the great portal
They opened it and he was able to pass

He just entered
Oh, oh, oh, oh
They already nailed it to him
Oh, oh, oh, oh
But he liked it
Oh, oh, oh, oh
So they kicked him out
Oh, oh, oh, oh