Текст песни Александр Городницкий - Пират, забудь о стороне родной

Pirate, forget about the native side,
When the signal & quot; to the attack! & Quot; will carry.
Creaking masts above the wave,
On the crests of foam breaks sun.
Unknown to us earthly longing
Under the banner with the crossed bones,
And we will never die as long as
Swaying light over gear!

Tremble, Lisbon merchants,
Gelid shake their fat,
Tremble, royal palaces
And stingy City of London -
On the bustling holiday guns and blades
We yavimsya intruders,
And we will never die as long as
Swaying light over gear!

Vёt pennant passing breeze.
Spite of enemies we live, not aging.
And if on a clear sunny day
The last time we zaplyashem the yardarm,
We dream about you jumped at the sides,
We will come to you bad news,
And we will never die as long as
Swaying light over gear!

April 1962, 'Krusenstern' North Atlantic