Submarino Amarillo

I met a captain
Who lived very badly in his youth
And his home was a boarding house
And yellow he was when he got sick
And he left with two cognacs
And he went into hiding all the way to Vietnam
And at the smell of that cognac
An Englishman and a German came

Yellow the captain is
Yellow he is, yellow he is
Yellow the captain is
Yellow he is like a Japanese

Next to me are the drunk ones
Who will eat land and sea
And they will start to shout

Yellow the captain is
Yellow he is, yellow he is
But in the end I convinced myself
That that captain was Japanese

How unhappy to live like this
We don't want more salty water
I want tuna and lots of bread
I want tuna with wine and bread

Yellow the captain is
Yellow he is, yellow he is
Yellow the captain is
Yellow he is like a Japanese