Текст песни В. Высоцкий - На судне - бунт. Над нами чайки реют

The ship rebellion, gulls hover over us,
Yesterday because of gold doubloons
Two scoundrels hanged from the yardarm,
But - a little. You had four.

Catch the wind full sail!
What wonder! Any ship - the enemy.
Good luck - a myth, but this belief themselves
We climb, climb the black flag.

Whom the ship was rolling on the tank.
Forgotten everything - honor, and sprees.
And whining, as if in fear,
They took long knives.

Catch the wind full sail!
What wonder! Any ship - the enemy.
Good luck - a myth, but this belief themselves
We climb, climb the black flag.

Here are two men in the captain's finger poked.
Get it - they are not afraid of the devil.
But the captain yesterday prey
When the whole team jettisoned.

Catch the wind full sail!
What wonder! Any ship - the enemy.
Good luck - a myth, but this belief themselves
We have created, raised a black flag.

And a wave of similar headstone,
All washed away - a throat cleared arm.
Throw overboard everything that smells of blood -
Believe me, the price is low!

Catch the wind full sail!
What wonder! Any ship - the enemy.
Good luck - here! And this faith themselves
We climb, climb the black flag.