Numenorean corsairs Your sons have stepped ashore From the battle and storms With northern fleets Great treasure they fought From the shores of Gondor Drove their men into the sea Its time for the feast To the habour of Umbar Like a wind we sail Your pitful slaves now row Tonight we will celebrate Open your barrels Bring me your finest wine Where are the women? Your heroes have arrived No sleep tonight my friends Its time for the pleasures Because it is soon another day And our ship leaves again Fill my mug, I just want to forget All the troubles and fighting And the ghosts in my head Dancing and drinking In Buccaneers Inn And later tonight its time for sin No need to worry the future Lets live the moment Its our time we are not going to waste it The morning seems like torment
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