Текст песни Pirate Song - Yo-ho-ho and the Bottle of Rom

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten;
And there they lay, all good dead men
Like break o'day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of 'em good and true
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ev'ry man jack could ha' sailed with Old Pew,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!


There was chest on chest of Spanish gold
With a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of stuff untold,
And they lay there that took the plum
With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb
While we shared all by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

Пятнадцать взяли сундук на борт
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром.
Пей, остальное управит черт!
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром.
И боцман проткнул одного ножом,
А боцману вышибли мозг багром,
А кок, задушенный — под столом,
На глотке его рядком синяки,
И вот они, храбрые моряки,
Валяются, словно мешки с тряпьем
Иль утром пьянь в кабаке дрянном
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром!

Судовая роль на пятнадцать имен.
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром.
И каждый проклят и заклеймен
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром.
Топором поварским капитан сражен,
Поваренок зарезан его ножом,
У него четыре дыры в груди,
И в глаза им серое небо глядит,
И кропит водой — но не пробудит
Ни закат, ни рассвет тех, кто был убит -
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром.

Пятнадцать закоченевших тел -
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром.
Иной защищался, иной — не успел
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром.
Но никто от смерти спастись не смог:
Один словил пулю, другой — клинок,
Алой кровью забрызганы бак и ют,
Все валяются мертвые, мать твою!
И хотя глаза их в небо глядят -
Все их души взапуски мчатся в ад.
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром!

Пятнадцать их было, лихих парней -
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром.
И казалось, нет команды дружней
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром.
И вот он стоит — испанский сундук,
В нем серебряных слитков семь сотен штук,
Из-за них на друга поднялся друг,
И, глотая сталь, и, грызя свинец -
Все врагами встретили свой конец,
А ведь каждый при жизни был молодец!
Йо-хо-хо, и в бутылке ром.

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten;
And there they lay, all good dead men
Like break o'day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of 'em good and true
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ev'ry man jack could ha 'sailed with Old Pew,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
 

There was chest on chest of Spanish gold
With a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of stuff untold,
And they lay there that took the plum
With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb
While we shared all by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

Fifteen took a chest on board
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum .
Pei , the rest will govern the devil!
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum .
And one boatswain pierced with a knife,
A boatswain kicked brain gaff ,
A cook smothered - under the table ,
On the throat of his row bruises
And here they are , the brave sailors ,
Roll like bags of rubbish
Ile morning drunk in a tavern crappy
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum !

Ship role in the fifteen names.
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum .
And every cursed and branded
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum .
Toque ax struck the captain ,
Cookie stabbed him with a knife ,
He has four holes in the chest,
And in their eyes gray sky looks ,
And sprinkles the water - but not awaken
No sunset or sunrise of those who were killed -
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum .

Fifteen bodies numb -
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum .
Another for himself, the other - did not have time
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum .
But none of the death could not be saved :
One caught a bullet , the other - the blade ,
Red blood spattered tank and removed ,
All lying dead , motherfucker !
And though their eyes in the sky look -
All their souls a race race to hell.
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum !

Fifteen of them were , dashing guys -
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum .
And it seemed no team amicably
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum .
And here he stands - Spanish chest
It silver bullion seven hundred pieces ,
Because of them, another one rose ,
And swallowing steel and nibbling lead -
All enemies have met their end ,
But each in his lifetime was done!
Yo- ho-ho , and a bottle of rum .