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Hawling aft the sails and loosing the moorings,
From the port of Saint-Nazaire, we left in quest for Glory!
Month after month, we lost the dream of earth,
Surrounded by water and no rum anymore!

Bravery!
Searching after riches,
Glory!
Never fear the future.

We were navigating in the Indian Ocean.
After a long boring journey, the habit was on the ship,
(But) when the look-out screamed : "Enemy to starboard!"
Proud of our flag, we were ready to fight!

Bravery!
Searching after riches,
Glory!
Never fear the future.

Dead!
They were all dead!
They paid the treasure by giving their lives!
Dead!
All of them dead!
How will we tell them that all their sons died?

Bravery!
Searching after riches,
Glory!
Never fear the future.

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