| We’re taking the gain of the fair winds
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| «Fortuna» right on our side
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| We take the waves of our destiny
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| To escape just every plight
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| Howling winds are calling right from eternity
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| A promise to be hold — the longing to be free
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| Soldiers of fortune daring the seven seas of fate
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| Any risky venture’s daily in our trade
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| Soldiers of fortune travel the winds of space and time
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| And the timing should be right when we’re about to die
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| We’re sliding into the fogbank
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| Hiding there waiting our terms
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| The routine of pure piracy
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| Make big eyes — see and learn
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| Howling winds are calling right from eternity
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| A promise to be hold — the longing to be free
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| Soldiers of fortune daring the seven seas of fate
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| Any risky venture’s daily in our trade
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| Soldiers of fortune travel the winds of space and time
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| And the timing should be right when we’re about to die
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| Howling winds are calling right from eternity
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| A promise to be hold — the longing to be free
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| Soldiers of fortune daring the seven seas of fate
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| Any risky venture’s daily in our trade
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| Soldiers of fortune travel the winds of space and time
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| And the timing should be right when we’re about to die
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| Soldiers of fortune independence is our law
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| We’re drifting with the wind to unknown shores
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| Soldiers of fortune just entangled with the sea
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| The daring riffs and waves determine our destiny |