(English)

Haggis: We're a band of vicious pirates!
Edward: sailin´ out to sea.
Bill: When you hear our gentle singing...
Haggis: You'll be sure to turn and flee!
 [bad word]  Oh, this is just ridiculous.
 [bad word] [bad word] on, men! We've got to recover that map!
Bill: That pirate will be done for, when he falls into our trap!
Bill: We're a club of tuneful rovers!
Haggis:We can sing in every clef!
Edward:We can even hit the high notes!
Haggis:It's just too bad we're tone deaf!

All: pirate I was meant to be!
All: Trim the sails and roam the sea!
 [bad word]  Let's go defeat that evil pirate!
Edward:We know he's sure to lose, ´cause we know just where to fire at!

Edward:We're thieving balladeers.
Haggis:gang of cutthroat mugs.
Bill: To fight us off ye don't need guns!
Edward:Just really good ear plugs!

All: pirate I was meant to be!
All: Trim the sails and roam the sea!
 [bad word]  All right, crew, let's get to work!
Haggis: Our vocation is a thing we love, a thing we'd never shirk.

Haggis: We'll fight you in the harbor.
Bill: We'll battle you on land.
Edward: But when you meet singing pirates... [bad word]  They'll be more than you can stand.

Bill: Ooooh! That was a good one! [bad word]  No, it wasn't.
 [bad word]  No time for song! We've got to move!
Bill: The battle will be long, but our courage we will prove!

Bill: We're a pack a´ scurvy sea dogs.
Haggis:Have we pity? Not a dram!
Edward:We all eat roasted garlic...
Haggis:...then sing from the diaphragm!

All: pirate I was meant to be!
All: Trim the sails and roam the sea!
 [bad word]  Less singing, more sailing.
Edward: When we defeat our wicked foe, his ship he will be bailing!

Bill: If ye try ta fight us...
Haggis:...you will get a nasty whackin´!
Edward:If ya disrespect our singing´...
Bill: ...we will feed ya to a kraken!

All: pirate I was meant to be!
All: Trim the sails and roam the sea!
 [bad word]  I´m getting so sick of you guys and your rhyming.
Haggis: We´re ready to set sail, through the cannons need a priming.

Edward: We're troublesome corsairs!
Bill: And [bad word] to steal your treasures!
Haggis: We would shoot you on the downbeat...
Edward:...but we have to rest five measures.

All: pirate I was meant to be!
All: Trim the sails and roam the sea!
 [bad word]  Stop! Stop! Stop!
Bill: The brass is what we'll polish and the deck is what we'll mop.
 [bad word]  You say you're nasty pirates... [bad word]  ...scheming, thieving, bad bushwhackers? [bad word]  From what I've seen I tell you... [bad word]  ...you're not pirates! You're just slackers!

All: pirate I was meant to be!
All: Trim the sails and roam the sea!
 [bad word]  We'll surely avoid scurvy if we all eat an orange.
Haggis: And...!
Haggis: ...um...
Bill: Well...
Edward:...err...
Bill: Door hinge?
Edward:No, no...
Bill: Guess the song's over, then.
Haggis:Guess so.
Edward:Okay, back to work. [bad word]  Well gee. I feel a little guilty, now.