O Vendedor De Bananas

Look at the banana
Look at the banana tree

I bring bananas to sell
Bananas of all qualities
Who wants
Look at the Nanica banana
Look at the Apple banana
Look at the Gold banana
Look at the Silver banana
Look at the Earth banana
Fig from São Tomé
Look at the Water banana
I am a boy
Who needs money
But to earn from sun to sun
I have to be a banana seller
Because I really like
To always be in fashion
And for my pure and beautiful love
I like to tell
My stories

Look at the banana
Look at the banana tree

The world is good to me, even too much
Because selling bananas
I intend to have my poster
Because no one tells me
That I am a pariah in the world
No one tells me
Go work, lazy

Look at the banana
Look at the banana tree
Mom, mom, mom
I sell bananas mom
Mom, mom
But I am honorable mom

Look at the banana
Look at the banana tree