Текст песни: Buccaneers of Hispaniola + перевод

Of the sight of me, the Spaniards must be seasick to the molar

Plunder treasure galleons, off the shores of Hispaniola

Every ship that caught my eye, I went ahead and stole her

L’Ollonnais, Chevalier

Everybody fears

Roasted men like manatee, washed it down with tears

I am the cruelest of all buccaneers

Lily-livered land lubbers, I put them to the cutlass

The greatest seafarers of lore

Wish they’d stayed ashore

And studied the atlas (Atlas)

We are the buccaneers of Hispaniola

Buccaneers of Hispaniola

Tighten up that woolding rope, till your eye pops out of its socket

Hang you upside-down

And take whatever comes out of your pocket

Slice you nice and thin, so you’ll fit in… your widow’s locket

I took on the bravest of the brave and gutted them gutless

A one-man relentless pursuit of booty and loot

Put the Caribbean on the atlas

We are the buccaneers of Hispaniola

Buccaneers of Hispaniola

Bucc, bucc, bucc-bucc, bucc-bucc-buccaneers

Bucc, bucc, bucc-bucc, bucc-bucc-buccaneers

Bucc, bucc, bucc-bucc, bucc-bucc-buccaneers

Bucc, bucc, bucc-bucc, bucc-bucc-buccaneers

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