Tierra Santa la cancin del pirata ii

The voice of the ship comes >In the preys I divide
What is taken equally
I only want for wealth
Beauty without rival
I am sentenced to death
I laugh, it did not abandon me © to fate
And to the same one who condemns me
I will hang from some antenna
Perhaps from his own ship
And if I fall ÃÂ What is life?
For already lost the day
When the yoke of the slave
Like a brave shook
They are my best music< br/>Aquilones the noise and tremor
Of the shaken cables
Of the black sea the roars
And the roar of my cannons
And of the thunder to the violent sound
And from the wind to the roaring
I fall asleep peacefully
Lulled by the sea
What is my ship my treasure
What is my god my freedom
My law is the force and the wind
My only homeland is the sea