Текст песни Garlic Kings - Распиратская

Polished guns
raised the flag
Give Stern, forward!
Sober boredom
- Our main vraag
Therefore, again in a raid!

All the thugs
as the selection
Sabre on the edge
The enemy are pleased
fight back
Arrange dashing batch!

Our ship from port to port
tailwind will suffer
which we will call the soul
Pirate Soul

Kutim in port taverns
then at full sail
flying, bobbing on the waves
Breathing freedom

On our ship
everyone is equal
From cabin boy to captain
One for all,
All for one
Wall unbroken stand!

Traitors, cowards
to themselves do not take
bastards vzdёrnem the yardarm!
but if you're brave
jolly sailor
Enters into our team bolder!

Our ship from port to port
tailwind will suffer
which we will call the soul
Pirate Soul

Kutim in port taverns
then at full sail
flying, bobbing on the waves
Breathing freedom