Lyrics Илья Чёрт - Пиратская
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Теперь беда за нами следует повсюду,
Ногами шаркая, ломая костыли.
Наш капитан сыскал неверную дорогу,
Тупеет нож, корабль дремлет на мели.
Нам изменила красавица-удача,
И не бывало в трюме золота давно
На берег сходят крысы-ренегаты,
А ржавый якорь украшает дно.
Коль не была бы ты гордячкой, коль не была бы стервой ты,
Не бредил бы любви горячкой, не пил бы огненной воды.
Подняв по ветру дивный парус, крюк абордажный и аркан,
Как в день последний наш корабль, в атаку вёл бы капитан.
Почто ты очи поволокой закрывала,
Почто ты юбкой вздорной по ветру влекла?
Видать, на правду говорили наши предки:
"Девица на борту к несчастию всегда"
Почто ты речи капитану заливала,
Улыбкой тронула сердешную струну.
Руками смуглыми за шею обнимала,
Финта хвостом дала, сбежала по утру.
Коль не была бы ты гордячкой, коль не была бы стервой ты,
Не бредил бы любви горячкой, не пил бы огненной воды.
Подняв по ветру дивный парус, крюк абордажный и аркан,
Как в день последний наш корабль, в атаку вёл бы капитан.
Пираты сыщут тебя по белу свету
С петлёй на шее на мостик приведут,
За похоть лживую, изменчивую, злую
На рее вздёрнут, ромом помянут.
Чтоб сердца храброго ты ложью не манила,
Любовь - не карты, шулерить здесь не к лицу.
И на грот-мачту взлетит Весёлый Роджер,
Залижет море сердечное ранение молодцу.
Коль не была бы ты гордячкой, коль не была бы стервой ты,
Не бредил бы любви горячкой, не пил бы огненной воды.
Подняв по ветру дивный парус, крюк абордажный и аркан,
Как в день последний наш корабль, в атаку вёл бы капитан.
Now trouble follows us everywhere,
Shuffling with your feet, breaking crutches.
Our captain found the wrong way
The knife is dull, the ship is dozing aground.
We were changed by beautiful luck
And there was no gold in the hold for a long time
Ashore renegade rats,
A rusty anchor adorns the bottom.
Kohl would not you be proud, Kohl would not be a bitch you
Would not rave to love a fever, would not drink fire water.
Raising the marvelous sail, a grappling hook and a lasso,
As on the day of our last ship, the captain would lead the attack.
Why did you put your eyes on the cover,
Why are you skirt foolish in the wind attracted?
It seems that our ancestors spoke the truth:
"The maid on board is always in misfortune"
When you talked to the captain,
A smile touched her string.
With her dark hands, she hugged her neck,
Fint tail gave, ran away in the morning.
Kohl would not you be proud, Kohl would not be a bitch you
Would not rave to love a fever, would not drink fire water.
Raising the marvelous sail, a grappling hook and a lasso,
As on the day of our last ship, the captain would lead the attack.
Pirates will find you around the world
With a loop around his neck on the bridge will lead,
For lust deceitful, changeable, evil
On ree upturned, rum remembered.
So that the brave hearts do not attract you with lies,
Love is not a card, cheating is not to the face.
And the Jolly Roger will fly up on the main mast,
The sea will be flooded with a heart injury.
Kohl would not you be proud, Kohl would not be a bitch you
Would not rave to love a fever, would not drink fire water.
Raising the marvelous sail by the wind, the grappling hook and the lasso,
As on the day of our last ship, the captain would lead the attack.
Shuffling with your feet, breaking crutches.
Our captain found the wrong way
The knife is dull, the ship is dozing aground.
We were changed by beautiful luck
And there was no gold in the hold for a long time
Ashore renegade rats,
A rusty anchor adorns the bottom.
Kohl would not you be proud, Kohl would not be a bitch you
Would not rave to love a fever, would not drink fire water.
Raising the marvelous sail, a grappling hook and a lasso,
As on the day of our last ship, the captain would lead the attack.
Why did you put your eyes on the cover,
Why are you skirt foolish in the wind attracted?
It seems that our ancestors spoke the truth:
"The maid on board is always in misfortune"
When you talked to the captain,
A smile touched her string.
With her dark hands, she hugged her neck,
Fint tail gave, ran away in the morning.
Kohl would not you be proud, Kohl would not be a bitch you
Would not rave to love a fever, would not drink fire water.
Raising the marvelous sail, a grappling hook and a lasso,
As on the day of our last ship, the captain would lead the attack.
Pirates will find you around the world
With a loop around his neck on the bridge will lead,
For lust deceitful, changeable, evil
On ree upturned, rum remembered.
So that the brave hearts do not attract you with lies,
Love is not a card, cheating is not to the face.
And the Jolly Roger will fly up on the main mast,
The sea will be flooded with a heart injury.
Kohl would not you be proud, Kohl would not be a bitch you
Would not rave to love a fever, would not drink fire water.
Raising the marvelous sail by the wind, the grappling hook and the lasso,
As on the day of our last ship, the captain would lead the attack.