, we teach them fear Capture them, the end is hear Firing guns, they shall burn Surrender or fight, there's no return Under jolly roger Vonerable sceundrels
: Blood, blood, bloody night The poor stand up and fight Marquises, kings and all this vermin Hunted up in burning streets Fight, fight, fight with rage
: 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
: Friday night, dressed to kill, hell bent for the show Shiny leather like a second skin, ready for their first row You want to go meet your pals, but
: In 1987 they build a new machine To conquer our future, to face things never seen Curious of new weapons with more power to destroy Ready for the wars
: Racing through the night Pounding engine's roar There's nothing that's like this I'm burning to the core Exhaust hangs in the air Wind pressure thrusts
: The fruits of the earth are dried up in the sun The children can't cry anymore Desperate parents with lean empty hands Their bodies are too weak, too
: Since then he heard about the chest He's so wild he can't get no rest A million diamonds blinding his eyes Brighter than fire but colder than ice Sweat
: Warriors of the street Wanna beat their enemies The shark's broke the truce Tonight's the night, who'll win who'll lose This is not your turf Unarmed
: [Music & lyrics: Rolf Kasparek] Weigh the anchor, hoist the sails Cruisin' for booty on watery trails No exploiter we see can still sail on Our cannons
Как-то раз поплыли по реке На надувной лодке Кот, собака, лошадь и свинья С собой еды набрали, За пять минут сожрали И вот решили рыбу половить! Кот
Уйти из жизни просто так, не понимая мир, Забыть про все свои дела ведь ты теперь один, Понять любовь после того, когда она ушла, Понять, что жизнь это