| «Weigh the anchor and hoist the sails!
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| Work harder ye drunken snails!
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| For treasury like pepper as gold
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| Let this nautical voyage begin
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| We are powered by strong European winds»
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| The triumph of The United Dutch East-India Company
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| We run a monopoly: spice trade, violence and slavery
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| «Full speed ahead!»
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| He’s hollering as if he is mad
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| This ship is captained by a successful psychopath
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| Fearless, no conscience
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| The infamous Captain Van Der Decken
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| So obsessed to be best, nothing less
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| A crude master yet staunch, refusing to back away from any
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| Kind of tumult
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| For mace, nutmeg, clove and cinnamon
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| For silk, porcelain, ivory and opium
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| Victoriously sails the VOC!
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| Through the foulest gates, along dangerous reefs and
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| Treacherous bays. |
| Respect and obedience
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| Under his command they felt challenged but safe
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| Determination and greed is what he felt
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| Possessed and focused on profit and wealth
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| «Weigh the anchor and hoist the sails!
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| Work harder ye drunken snails!
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| For treasury like pepper as gold
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| Let this nautical voyage begin
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| We are powered by strong European winds»
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| «Bring me the rum
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| To celebrate the fortunes to come
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| Let us sing and drink on a rich and glorious time
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| For we shall succeed just like this harmonious rhyme» |