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Brigantine

English translation

I'm tired of talking and arguing
And of loving your tired eyes...
In the blue and distant filibusters' sea
Brigantine raising it's sails.

The captain, weathered like rocks,
Went to sea, without waiting for sunshine-
For farewell raise your glasses
Of golden and tart wine.

We drink for the furious, for the unruly,
The one's who despised cheep comfort of the Ins-
Reigns in the breeze the Happy Roger
Singing the song the people of  Flint.

In trouble , in joy and and in grief
Only slightly squint your eyes-
In the blue and distant filibusters' sea
Brigantine raising it's sails.

I'm tired of talking and arguing
And of loving your tired eyes...
In the blue and distant filibusters' sea
Brigantine raising it's sails