On board the “Curse,” we left the port. We are not ruled by a king, and the space of our map is not limited by the stars, and our destination is unknown, and in our chests is a heart, isolated from fatigue. We raised the black “skull” atop the mast to announce to the world... that the sea is my home! ### **Chorus** We are the pirates, the kings of the wind and the waves, dancing on the brink of death, above the heat, gold in the chests, and fire in the eyes, who dares to cross our path... Crazy! O sea, I bear witness, O wind, I roar, we are the ones who do not bow down, no matter what happens! ### **The second clip** The smell of gunpowder is our perfume, and the salt has increased. We conquer stray ships and build glories. My compass is broken, but my heart guides you in this wide sea. No one owns you. We drank a toast to freedom from the cup of torment and wrote our names, above the face of the clouds! ### **Bridge** The wood of the ship is groaning, and the storm is approaching. Tie the ropes tightly, death does not leave between the gleam of the sword and the cannon shot. This is a life we live once, and we will not return! ### **Outro (Outro)** (A faint sound of the waves with a sad violin playing) If one day we drown, the bottom is where we lie. The sea we started in... and the sea beckons us, but the echo will remain, chanting in the distance: **"Free we lived... and free we will be tomorrow"** **Note:** These words can be sung in the style of "Folk Metal" or in the style of old sea songs (Sea Shanty).
