Scattered clouds at the horizon With possible threat of storm And the sails take us far away Sons of the sea without a soul Lost in the depths Piece of eight On that beach for a child's dream
There are many Spanish soldiers on that beach Ready to kill every last member of your crew
A crew of men on the ship Lost in the blue Ready to hunt the next loot With a bottle of rum
Eyes on the horizon Ready to shout SAILS! Two-six! Heave!
Mr. Dufresne we have lost the day what are we waiting for? We cannot escape you have to sink that ship Or this flag will be lost in the deep
Running fast With reckless dance on the waves course for home for a madmen and all his beasts The hunt begins No escape There's no safe place around you I will have blood on my hands
Freedom will come If you dare to rebel against Who threatens your life This is your only mean of escape
Leave that fort Or we'll rain holy hell down Terms clear There is no, no, no compromise
Gun crews at the ready. Another shot! GO!
Two-six! tho-six! Heave!
Over the seas Following a captain? A guide? A tyrant in misery Dream of a life Heart and sweat Arm and mind
Forever Tales from Over the seas following a captain? A guide? A tyrant in misery Dream of a life Heart and sweat Arm and mind Forever Over the seasTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
