Текст песни Дом ветров - Карибское Море

* go to the bottom, rum and wine - it's better than hanging out at the bar *

Where there is cotton wool clouds
Licking gold sand
Flocks of white sails
This is the port, followed by land

There peacocks wild cry
Raining Nightingale Song
But this marvelous continent
You and I will not see

That is the abode for people
And the way was ordered there
To those who are not their own will
Was sent to the bottom on the road

I would give my life
Behind the sky blue fabric
Torn sail, black flag
Death goes around us

Get up, get up the salty wall
Behind the wind and the cries of gulls
Hey crew, follow me!
Earth meets us again!

Here the fog has cleared
Boarding is inevitable
Hey, dare, Captain!
Their ship will be ours

Aft trading flag
Holds filled with wine
Joni, Sid, get the charge!
We will lower them to the bottom!

Get up, get up the salty wall
Behind the wind and the cries of gulls
Hey crew, follow me!
Earth meets us again!