Störtebeker is his name
And we are his brothers
The jolly roger on our flag
We loudly sing thieving songs
Kneeling before the altar on a sunday
Was never really our thing
From Helgoland even up to Rügen
Everyone knows who we are
Friend of God and all the world's enemy
We never shit where we eat*
No matter what the lord says about it
We share everything, even our rest
For silver, women, salt and beer
We sail the seas
We live in the here and now
And that suits us very well
We don't plunder, we rob
We don't pray, we believe
Born as children of god
The sail black and taut in the wind
With your mother's milk you sucked it in
You have never stolen
You wanna be a little richer,
To get your share
Everyone knows of our deeds
They're bold but seldom awful
Because we're pirates
And that is our right
The hangman even failed
He held the head by the hair
The mob were invigorated
He left without a head
We don't plunder, we rob
We don't pray, we believe
Born as children of god
The sail black and taut in the wind
We don't plunder, we rob
We don't pray, we believe
Born as children of god
The sail black and taut in the wind
We don't plunder, we rob
We don't pray, we believe
Born as children of god
The sail black and taut in the wind