Peixuxa (o Amiguinho dos Peixes)

He enters through the back doors
Of the Atlantic Ocean a guy
Whale, suit and tie
His name is Peixuxa,
He's a friend of the fishes
He's human and breathes underwater
Sea, sea, sea
But always with a cigar in his mouth
He walks underwater
Goes to the Mediterranean
For a scheduled meeting
With the full moon for a lovely dinner
There are strange people beneath the world
Just like Peixuxa, short, fat, salty
There are strange people working in the depths
Who are not fish but don't drown
He is courteous to the fishes
Says good morning when it's day
Good night when it's night
And if it's neither day nor night
Peixuxa, kindly, gives a