Perhaps we are two incurable madmen
Perhaps we are two sparks in the darkness
Perhaps it's that we are trying to
to comprehend our best truth.
And the distance of your port does not matter
that they put seven seas between you and I
it does not matter if we have to support the storms
My lighthouse is your look and your love, my sun.
I am your pirate
and my ocean is your heart,
my flag is your freedom,
and my treasure is being able to love you.
I am your pirate,
your thieving darling of love.
On my bow your name goes,
I am your pirate.
Why haven't they understood
that there is no age, color,
reason nor condition,
or time when it comes to love.
Eternally my love we will navigate,
completely joined without looking behind.
Madly loving each other to the wind,
without knots in the mind and with our face to the sea.
The wheel of the rudder we will embrace
with course to that star that I promised you,
flying in a sailing ship on the froth,
floating between the breeze of the blue crystal.
I am your pirate
and my ocean is your heart,
my flag is your freedom,
and my treasure is being able to love you.
I am your pirate,
your thieving darling of love.
On my bow your name goes,
I am your pirate.