Текст песни Новый день - Призрак-корабль

"Ghost-ship"

The wind shakes the ship on the waves
Strength and power in black sails
The steering wheel of the frigate gray old old man - beard
For any vessel, he is the Fate Ball

Will be in his hands over the sea power
Will be at the feet of his wealth lying
Plumba guns - plus cross on the stern
Pirate screams: "For joy to me!"

Chorus:

Ghost - the ship becomes towards the wind
Along the bare rocks under the banner of light war
Old Corsair leads for a century
Hundreds of victories in the sea without striking

The sea is accepted by the noise of war
Ghost - the ship came out of depth
Proudly raises the flags old sailor
On Konu Victory, someone invaded the sea

Will be in his hands over the sea power
Will be at the feet of his wealth lying
Plumba guns - plus cross on the stern
Pirate screams: "For joy to me!"