The castle of empty bottles has fallen The last bitch in no more around The waves’ noise on the cliff is growing The brain is near to breakdown Exchanging dirty words with the parrot Dressed with leather and gun It’s our poor hanged life, no matter Because a new quest has begun
Wait for the dawn Route toward north Across sun and storm Roll our sleeves, stretching shoulders and polishing our bones
Unfur the sails, The wind of glory is rising Headless vagabonds in their last treasure hunt Knowing the new world is there, We play jokes on one another Becareful and welcome aboard
They set a heavy price on our heads Sole guilty for the mankind The dark streets smelling of vomit are our reign The open sea our paradise Castaway of freedom rambling Join our game, no more pain Wait for the dawn Route toward north Across sun and storm Roll our sleeves, stretching shoulders and polishing our bones
Unfur the sails, The wind of glory is rising Headless vagabonds in their last treasure hunt Knowing the new world is there, We play jokes on one another Becareful and welcome aboard
Talked to me, about this curse of the sea Chilly shivers feed, the horizon Plenty and pleasure or disgrace and hope Everything is charge of the vessel that I made on my own
Wait for the dawn Route toward north Across sun and storm Roll our sleeves, stretching shoulders and polishing our bones
Unfur the sails, The wind of glory is rising Headless vagabonds in their last treasure hunt Knowing the new world is there, We play jokes on one another Becareful and welcome aboardTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
