Pirates کے بول

Land ho! Cast out the anchor and draw in the sails A new land is ripe for the sword Powder the muskets and sharpen the blades Bring forth the cannons for war Onward riches! Onward glory! Forward to the shore To the battle ye cullies, there's more to be won Than either our mortal souls Awake my brethren the demons are here Sound out the battle horns Arm yourself now with your axe and your shield These devils will not take our homes Onward homeland! Onward glory! Forward to the war To the battle ye cullies, there's more to be won Than either our mortal souls Who are these heathens who fight like the wind, Killing with hearts of steel? I fear that our reach has exceeded our grasp The barbarians are hot on our heels We drive the demons back Victory is ours Land Ho! Bring in the anchor and cast out the sails New lands are ripe for the sword For goddess and homeland we ride on the wind Go forth with the glory of Thor