Текст песни Александр Городницкий - Пират, забудь о стороне родной

Pirate, forget about the native side,
When the signal & quot; to the attack! & Quot; will carry.
Creaking mast over a wave,
On the crests of foam breaks the sun.
Earth is unknown to us longing
Under the banner with crossed bones,
And we will never die as long as
Sway light over the gear!

Shake the Lisbon merchants,
Its fats gelid shake,
Tremble, royal palaces
And stingy City of London -
On a bustling holiday guns and blade
We yavimsya intruders,
And we will never die as long as
Sway light over the gear!

Vёt pennant passing breeze.
To spite the enemies we live, not aging.
And if a clear sunny day
The last time we zaplyashem the yardarm,
We have a dream seized on the sides,
We will come to you bad news,
And we will never die as long as
Sway light over the gear!

In April 1962, 'Kruzenshtern' North Atlantic