Marching over the tempests
Running through swell and wind,
Chasing the white galleons,
It's us the valiants
It's us the corsairs,
Brigands the same as our fathers.
Ho-heave and ho! Mercy!
If you want to see us with a rope around the neck,
You must catch us first,
You must first board us...
Ho-heave-ho! Black flag!
Ho-heave-ho! Fly the Black flag!
As long as the wind pushes the frigate
It's fine for the pirates.
As long as the sea is bellow
The corsair will keep his course!
Ho-heave-ho! Black flag!
Ho-heave-ho! Fly the Black flag!
To bad for your mother's eyes.
To bad for the queen and the king.
Much better if you become a corsair.
Jesus was an outlaw.
So come and visit with the stars.
Sleep in the belly of the sails
Ho-heave and ho! Mercy!
If you want to see us with a rope around the neck,
You must catch us first,
You must first board us...
Ho-heave-ho! Black flag!
Ho-heave-ho! Fly the Black flag!
As long the wind pushes the frigate
It's fine for the pirates.
As long the sea is bellow
The corsair will keep his course!
Ho-heave-ho! Black flag!
Ho-heave-ho! Fly the Black flag!