El barco fantasma

I'm gonna tell you the story of a ghost ship
that couldn't find a shore to unload
the strength, the work of a growing town
turned into red metal.

It left the southern tip one day in September
to find the port and disembark,
to bring fruits, flowers, buildings
and the medicines that the home awaits.

Since it was winter there, storms, pirates,
they want to trap it, see it wreck.
From here I die, what a horrible helplessness!
I lack the knowledge to reach
those pirates who have stolen so much,
who have killed over there in Vietnam.

But comrade, they are the proletarians
of the world who have already decided together
to stop the monster like one man
today they strike together, first in Le Havre, then in Rotterdam.

Listen to this story that never ends,
the story of the copper that is overseas,
just like the ghost ship wanders the seas
and no dockworker will ever touch it.