Sugar island Cuba Sugar island Cuba Doce ilha Cuba You lay there just for fun You lay there just for fun Você repousa aí apenas por diversão With all your colours and your pelts With all your colours and your pelts Com todas as suas cores e peles A treasure in the sun A treasure in the sun Um tesouro no sol Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Castro makes the poor man rich Castro makes the poor man rich Castro faz do homem pobre, rico And rings the rich man's nell And rings the rich man's nell E soa o funeral dos homens ricos He makes the island grey and pale He makes the island grey and pale Ele transforma a ilha em cinza e pálida I wish he were in hell I wish he were in hell Eu queria que ele estivesse no inferno Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Sugar island Cuba Sugar island Cuba Doce ilha Cuba You are no more for sale You are no more for sale Você não está mais à venda This Castro makes the poor man rich This Castro makes the poor man rich Esse Castro faz do pobre homem, rico He makes the flowers pale He makes the flowers pale Ele transforma as flores em pálidas Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada