Текст песни Дом ветров - Пираты Карибского моря

Where wool clouds Licking gold sand
Flocks of white sails - the port , followed by land .
There are peacocks wild cry pours song of the nightingale ,
But this marvelous continent will not see you and me.

That abode for people - we booked there way
Those who will not have been to the bottom of your sent to the path .
And I would give my life for the fabric azure skies ,
But a torn sail, black flag , and death passes us neighborhood .

Arise, Arise salt wall
Behind the back of the wind and the cries of gulls
Hey , the crew behind me
We met again the earth !

That cleared the fog , inevitable boarding.
Hey, brave same ! Captain, their ship is ours!
Flag shopping aft holds are filled with wine.
Johnny ! Sid , prepare the charge , we drop them to the bottom !

Arise, Arise salt wall
Behind the back of the wind and the cries of gulls
Hey , the crew behind me
We met again the earth !