A minha irmã Sailor Girl nem sempre sabe ou quer defender-se... Eis que surjo, qual Pirata das Caraíbas, navegando pelos sete mares que formam o Atlântico Azul!
My boat's by the tower, and my bark's on the bay, and both must be gone at the dawn of the day. The moon's in her shroud, and to light thee afar on the deck of the daring's a lovelighted star. So forgive me my rough mood unaccustomed to sue; I woo not, perhaps, as your landlubbers do. My voice is attuned to the sound of the gun, That startles the deep when the combat's begun. The Frenchman and Don will flee from our path, and the Englishmen cower below at our wrath, And our sails shall be gilt in the gold of the day, And the sea robins sing as we roll on our way. A hundred shall serve - the best of the brave, And the chief of a thousand shall kneel as thy slave, And thou shalt reign queen, and thy empire shall last, Till the black flag by inches, is torn from the mast.
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Concordo!Ao poder, Jodie, já!;))Yarrr!
Yarrr...
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