Текст песни ToFG - Призрачный Флот

Black Flag cuts the sky,
Its from the ground waiting for the city.
Ghost Squad is flying through the thick,
Frigate sweeps the coast.

The whole team died a long time -
We destroyed the storm and booze!
Grotto razebёm of their weapons,
Roma in it enough for two

Break on the shore
How angry typhoon
your Ship
Stores Roman Neptune
You're the captain of the Caribbean Sea
Swim north along
coastal stones

Gunpowder smoke spewed muskets
Lead blasts enemies Bosko
Laughter publish through the skeletons of ribs
Because the hold is heard howling black slaves

Wind storm cutting the mast
We fuck ghost ship sails
Frigate razebet of reefs and rocks
The fact that the dead do not die!