Оригинальный текст песни Hoist the Colors – Hans Zimmer The king and his men Stole the queen from her bed And bound her in her bones The seas be ours and by the powers Where we will we'll roam Yo, ho, all hands Hoist the colors high Heave ho Thieves and beggars Never shall we die Yo, ho, haul together Hoist the colors high Heave ho, Thieves and beggars Never shall we die Some have died and some are alive And others sail on the sea With the keys to the cage And the Devil to pay We lay to Fiddler's Green The bell has been raised From it's watery grave Hear it's sepulchral tone A call to all, pay...

When you walk through a storm hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of a storm is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of a lark.