The Coasts of High Barbary [Italian translation]

Look ahead, look-astern

Look the weather in the lee!

Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.

I see a wreck to windward,

And a lofty ship to lee!

A-sailing down along

The coast of High Barbary

"O, are you a pirate

Or a man o' war?" cried we.

Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.

"O no! I'm not a pirate

But a man-o-war," cried he.

A-sailing down along

The coast of High Barbary.

We'll back up our topsails

And heave vessel to.

Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.

For we have got some letters

To be carried home by you.

A-sailing down along

The coast of High Barbary

For broadside, for broadside

They fought all on the main;

Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.

Until at last the frigate

Shot the pirate's mast away.

A sailing down along

The coast of High Barbary

With cutlass and gun,

O we fought for hours three;

Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.

The ship it was their coffin

And their grave it was the sea

A-sailing down along

The coast of High Barbary