Weigh anchor, hoist the sails
Cruisin' for booty on watery trails
No exploiter we see can still sail on
Our cannons fire till his ship goes down
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns, they shall burn
Surrender or fight, there's no return
Under Jolly Roger
Venerable scoundrels, no blood on our hands
Our engagement are tough, but only for defence
Carefully we sail around the reefs
To force those die-hards to their knees
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns, they shall burn
Surrender or fight, there's no return
Under Jolly Roger
Coming through the waves to free all the captives
Boarding the vessels we know all the tactics
We're the menace, the curse of the sea
We pulverize the men'o'war pay or flee
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns, they shall burn
Surrender or fight, there's no return
Under Jolly Roger
"Под Весёлым Роджером"
Поднять якорь, развернуть парус!
Курсируем по морским дорогам в поисках добычи.
Богач, замеченный нами, недолго остаётся на плаву –
Огонь наших пушек пускает его корабль ко дну.
Развевайся, наш флаг, мы их научим бояться,
Захватим их, конец близок.
Огонь пушек поджигает обшивку,
Сдавайся или сражайся, и нет другого пути
Под Весёлым Роджером.
Мы благородные негодяи, на наших руках нет крови невинных.
Мы бьёмся жестоко, но только ради защиты.
Осторожно лавируем среди рифов,
Чтобы поставить смельчаков на колени.
Развевайся, наш флаг, мы их научим бояться,
Захватим их, конец близок.
Огонь пушек поджигает обшивку,
Сдавайся или сражайся, и нет другого пути
Под Весёлым Роджером.
Приходим сквозь волны, чтобы освобождать пленников,
Берём корабли на абордаж, знаем манёвры.
Мы угроза, мы проклятие моря.
Мы разбиваем в пыль военные корабли – плати, или беги!
Развевайся, наш флаг, мы их научим бояться,
Захватим их, конец близок.
Огонь пушек поджигает обшивку,
Сдавайся или сражайся, и нет другого пути
Под Весёлым Роджером.
Weigh anchor hoist the sails
Cruisin 'for booty on watery trails
No exploiter
His ship goes down
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns
Surrender or fight, there's no return
Under jolly roger
Venerable scoundrels, no blood on our hands
Our engagement are tough
Carefully we sail around the reefs
To force those die-hards to their knees
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns
Surrender or fight, there's no return
Under jolly roger
Coming through the waves
We know all the tactics
We're the menace, the curse of the sea
We pulverize the men'o'war pay or flee
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns
Surrender or fight, there's no return
Under jolly roger
"Under the Jolly Roger"
Raise the anchor, deploy the sail!
We are cruising along the sea roads in search of prey.
The rich man, noticed by us, does not stay afloat for long -
The fire of our guns lets his ship to the bottom.
Wave, our flag, we will teach them to fear,
Grab them, the end is near.
Fire guns set fire to the skin,
Surrender or fight, and there is no other way
Under the Jolly Roger.
We are noble scoundrels, we don’t have innocent blood on our hands.
We fight brutally, but only for the sake of protection.
Carefully we are maneuvering among the reefs,
To put the brave souls on their knees.
Wave, our flag, we will teach them to fear,
Grab them, the end is near.
Fire guns set fire to the skin,
Surrender or fight, and there is no other way
Under the Jolly Roger.
We come through the waves to free the captives,
We take the ships on board, we know the maneuvers.
We are a threat, we are the curse of the sea.
We smash warships into dust - pay, or run!
Wave, our flag, we will teach them to fear,
Grab them, the end is near.
Fire guns set fire to the skin,
Surrender or fight, and there is no other way
Under the Jolly Roger.