Dead dog

Today I had a dream about
Pedro's best friend
He was dead, a broken neck
Pedro tried to save him
But... We didn't know why...

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, Pedro's best friend...
But... We didn't know why...
We didn't know why...

To hide from the secret burial
"This dog looks dirty, I'm gonna wash him
In the water, in the water"
He had ran a mile
With his dog in his arms
Pedro's best friend, Pedro's best friend
But... We didn't know why...
We didn't know why...
We didn't know why...