hoist the colours
Autor: AlitaMacabreYoko
Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die.
The king and his men stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her bones.
The seas be ours and by the powers
where we will -- we‘ll roam.
Some men have died and some are alive
And others sail on the sea.
With the keys to the cage, and the devil to pay,
We lay to Fiddler‘s Green!
The bell has been raised from its watery grave,
Do you hear its sepulchral tone?
A call to all, pay heed the squall
And turn your sails toward home!
Yo, ho, haul together, hoist the colours high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never say we die.