resistere e ha scolpito sulla pelle che chi piange ridera'. Sono il vento, sono libero come il vento, senza fine sono il vento, sono libero come il
Some say he steers a spectral ship That?s ghostly gray and grand He?s doomed to sail the seven seas and ne'er set foot on land And if you chance to see
Where did u get that? On your feet! (techno music)
And then we all bought yachts And race up to the islands And moored them at the docks Leading up to our cabins We raced up just to slow down We drank
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea SpongeBob Squarepants Absorbent and yellow and porous is he SpongeBob Squarepants If nautical nonsense be something
it so fast, fast, fast, yeah hey Pirate love Pirate love Pirate love Pirate love Pirate love Pirate love Pirate love Pirate love Pirate love Is what you're looking for Pirate
And it's gettin' close to harvest time And she was kinda cute If a little past her prime On the trip to Pirate's Cove On the trip to Pirate's Cove Drivin
was twelve Father traveled, hers as well Down the beaches hand in hand Twelfth of never on the sand And we said we'd be the pirate twins again In the
There once was a pirate Who put out to sea His mates all around him No maiden on his knee Oh sail for a little A little little litte Oh sail for a little
China desertor en la guerra boxeador en Detroit. Cazador en la India marinero en Marsella fotografo en Play Boy. Pero si me dan a elegir entre todas las vidas, yo escojo la del pirata
'll take yours too. no one but the world, take us far from here. were coming home, and no one can stop us. no one but the world, will take me home. pirates
little sum But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum Then I thought, who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone, I'm gonna be a pirate
PENANCE CRANE: The pirate anchored on a Wednesday And why he came to port I wonder To see a lady so my friends say She dances for the sailors In a smoky
The pirate anchored on a Wednesday And why he came to port, I wonder To see a lady, so my friends say She dances for the sailors In a smoky cabaret bar
She said, "Meet me at the gates at 8 Leave now, don't be late" She said one day she'd walk away 'Cause I was always late Thought things were okay Didn
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And it?s gettin? close to harvest time And she was kinda cute If a little past her prime On the trip to Pirate?s Cove On the trip to Pirate?s Cove Drivin
