| Waves are pounding on the hull
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| On the wind the bones and skull
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| To lay our hands on easy prey
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| To take the fortune of the tray
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| Rum and powder in the air
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| Rapacious we face every dare
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| Our cannons are so justified
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| To gun down every ship in pride
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| We are one with the wind, one with its glory
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| We are one with the waves, one with the sea
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| The Jolly Roger’s flying high
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| The rigging’s reaching for the sky
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| Riding on the tide
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| We take the freedom as our pride
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| We take the battle side by side
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| Riding on the tide
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| «Cat and mouse», it’s time to play
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| We hunt them till their final day
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| Justice is our treatments name
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| Balls of lead the tool to tame
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| We are one with the wind, one with its glory
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| We are one with the waves, one with the sea
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| The Jolly Roger’s flying high
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| The rigging’s reaching for the sky
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| Riding on the tide
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| We take the freedom as our pride
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| We take the battle side by side
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| Riding on the tide |