Текст песни Дом Ветров - Пираты Карибского моря

Where wool clouds licking Golden Sands
Flocks of white sails - a port , followed by land .
There peacocks wild cry pours song of the nightingale ,
But this marvelous continent will not see you and me.

That abode for people - we ordered way there ,
Those who will not theirs was sent to the bottom of the road.
And I would give my life for the fabric azure skies ,
But a torn sail, the black flag , and death passes us neighborhood .

Arise, Arise salt wall
Behind the back of the wind and the cries of the seagulls
Hey , the crew behind me
We met again the earth !

Here the fog inevitable boarding.
Hey , bold same ! The captain of the ship will be ours!
Flag shopping at the stern, the holds are filled with wine.
Johnny ! Sid , prepare the charge , we leave them to the bottom !

Arise, Arise salt wall
Behind the back of the wind and the cries of the seagulls
Hey , the crew behind me
We met again the earth !