Текст песни Наборы Хромосом - Пираты

The sea boils from hot nuclei,
The wind drives the ashes of the sails ...
On a pirate schooner, people beat to death,
They, literally in chips, carry Galeon
But the tramps are not alive from hand over -
There is one law in the world of lawlessness!

Chorus
We will fight to the end
With the death of a pirate, your victory!
There is no sense in the mercy of the court -
Otherwise, on the neck of the rope is the loop!

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In the tavern sailors - sailors on the deck
Instead of a cradle of a boatswain whistle
Dirt from all the cracks, the captain's curse
The romance of the seas is a fairy tale for youths
In our veins, half with Roma;
On the pirate schooner - the team of the dead
Chorus
We can’t find us on the edge
Do you want to shoot, only point blank range
A real pirate dies in battle,
Otherwise, a rope or an ax!