Hoist the colors

The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones.
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we'll roam.

Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

Some men have died
and some are alive
and others sail on the sea
– with the keys to the cage...
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler's Green!

Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

The bell has been raised
from it's watery grave...
Do you hear it's sepulchral tone?
We are a call to all,
pay head the squall
and turn your sail toward home!
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones.
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we'll roam.

...Будем знамя вздымать

Король со слугой королеву взял в плен,
Веревками обвил:
"Теперь моря в моих руках,
Где бы я ни плыл!"

[Припев:]
Йо-хо, вздрогнем вместе,
Будем знамя вздымать.
Йо-хо, к смерти и мести
Нам не привыкать.

Кто-то ушел, а кто-то - в строю:
Они бороздят моря.
И Дьявол сказал: "Я тебя убью -
И свобода твоя".

[Припев]

И пробил их час: из подводных могил
Сквозь загробный стон
Восстали они, и шквал их повел
В столь любимый дом...