Today I had a dream about Pedros bet friend He was dead, a broken neck Pedro tried to save him But... Little Pedro Diaz, he was Standing on the river bank Looking down, looking down He had ran a mile With his dog in his arms Pedro´s best friend, Pedros best friend To hide from the secret burial This dog looks dirty, Im gonna wash him In the water, in the water He had ran a mile With his dog in his arms Pedros best friend, Pedros best friend