An earth mile is not like a sea mile,
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From spray and wind, the sail will become intoxicated.
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A gray-haired freak with an oak stick
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In the tavern, she becomes numb from suffocation.
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He lost his leg in Tortuga -
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The sharks had a rich dinner then:
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Not everyone returned to their native pier
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Pour some rum for the old pirate.
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Cowards - on the yard, we do not believe in death,
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No one is waiting for us at home.
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In the sea, luck means a lot ...
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To battle! |
Full speed ahead!
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The hand remained on someone else's side,
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When he chopped backhand someone's armor.
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On the shore it’s completely unbearable -
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Guilt and fight to the old pirate!
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Lost eye in battle, torn mouth -
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The enemy's stray sword is to blame.
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Jolly Roger is calling again into the distance.
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Pour some rum for the old pirate.
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Cowards - on the yard, we do not believe in death,
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No one is waiting for us at home.
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In the sea, luck means a lot,
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To battle! |
Full speed ahead!
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Doubloons scattered under the table.
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And only the wind groans loudly somewhere.
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The privateer died - well, rightly so! |
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The sea wolf will be buried in the ground.
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Cowards - on the yard, we do not believe in death,
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No one is waiting for us at home.
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In the sea, luck means a lot,
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To battle! |
Full speed ahead! |