Sucio Can

I woke up this morning and went to the sea
Washed my face with the foam and the salt
The exercise of that morning vice
And then climb up, to look at the sea
The horizon is just a matter of crossing
And that palm tree doesn't trust me to sail
Oh! if I cut it and then it doesn't float,
I'll be left without shade, without coconut for Christmas
Without the dog's bath, or a hanger for the coat.
Oh no no no, no no no dude, none of that will save you
And on top of that, this dog trash, wagging its tail
And nothing, nothing wants to give
And loves to dirty the best place
Oh! if you had courage and forced me to escape.
Sweet, sweet flies, blue, green, red
The ones I gave you
Black and yellow, fried, in a tortilla
The ones you taught me to eat
Just when that fishing boat came by our place
When you had me tied up like a kneeling dog
You stood on tiptoe
And when I heard:
No, no, not that dog
Not that dog
He's a dirty dog, not that dog...
Dirty dog... dirty, dirty dog...
Tied up and kneeling, tied up and kneeling.