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The sea is a rough wife.

We have sworn allegiance to her.

When aboard we arrive

generous waters we prefer.

Nevertheless, there can be a storm

and calms on the other day.

She can torture us in any form,

but we dock safely at our bay.

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Cruel and cold for sure it is, the life at sea.

Yet we stay aboard, to be free.

Cruel and cold for sure it is, the pirates life.

But for prizes, treasures, and fortune, we still strive.

Disdained by civilization. With their rules we don’t comply.

Hunted by every nation.

They want to hang us high.

Each one of us is a hellbender.

We take this path full of pride

We choose death before surrender.

We don’t want to get sun dried.

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So, we will still set sail.

We don’t fear to die!

Now spread out, tell our tale

and hoist the colours high!