Besedila: The Karkadens. Admirals Of The Black.

Oh my brothers
Who knew that you wanted more?
And took you in a common man, a vagrant of the shore
Oh my brothers
We?re leaving shores behind
Under black I find my true relation

For years we?ve been marooned; I?d rather dance the hempen jig
A change of winds has brought us in a letter of Marque
So collect your piece of eight assured I?ll cut your halter free
And I?ll take you in like a brother each night we rove the sea

Oh my brothers (aye)
Let me hear your roar (yoho)
Now, cutlass in the air, we?ll run a rig tonight for sure
Oh my brothers (ho)
To what you say (no prey no pay)
So heed your word and find my cerebration

For years we?ve been marooned; I?d rather dance the hempen jig
A change of winds has brought us in a letter of Marque

So collect your piece of eight assured I?ll cut your halter free
And I?ll take you in like a brother each night we rove the sea

Oh my brothers
Who knew that you wanted more?
And took you in a common man, a vagrant of the shore
Oh my brothers
We?re leaving shores behind
Under black I find my true relation

Oh my brothers (aye)
Let me hear your roar (yoho)
Now, cutlass in the air, we?ll run a rig tonight for sure
Oh my brothers (ho)
To what you say (no prey no pay)
So heed your word and find our celebration