The Derelict [English translation]

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest

Drink and to hell with the rest

The (ship's) mate was impaled on the bosun's pike

The boson hit him in the head with a marlinspike

And the cook's throat was bruised alike

He was choked to death using both hands;

And there they lay, all real dead men

Like in the morning after a drinking binge.

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!

Fifteen men from the crew's roster

They are dead and 'to hell' the rest are silent

The captain lie dead with his head bashed in

The servant's axe had sunk into his cheek

And the servant, he was stabbed four times

And there they lie dead as the raining skies

Dripped drops down on dead staring eyes

In a gloomy sunset and evil sunrise

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!

Fifteen men with rigor and empty (of life)

Ten of the crew were guilty of the crimes

It was a cutlass slash or a bullet shot

Or a huge wound in a battered head

And the scuppers were full of blood

And there they lie, yes, cursed I saw

They were looking up at paradise (heaven)

All the dead were tied just to be sure

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of them good and honest

Every sailor could have sailed with Old Pew,

There were many chests of Spanish gold

There was a ton of metal plate in middle hold

And the cabins yell for attention for unknown loot,

And the dead lie there that took the treasure

With open dead eyes and speechless lips

While we divided the loot in equal shares,

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!

Yet more was seen through a sternlight's screen...

Certain traces where a woman had been

It was a cheaply built creak of a bunker cot

With a dagger stuck deep in the chest

And shirt lace stiff from a dried blood spot

Oh it was a woman or a fear shaken maiden

That pulled out a knife and stabbed herself

By God! She had guts for a fearless flirt

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!

Drink to the devil and to hell with the rest

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!

We wrapped all the bodies tight in a mainsail

Tied with twenty turns of the largest line

And we threw them over the side and...gone

With a Hey-Throw-Go! and a goodbye

And a brief plunge in a darken wave

Sixty feet deep on the way to hell,

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!