Who'll make his mark The captain cried To the devil drink a toast We'll glut the hold With cups of gold And we'll feed the sea with ghosts I see your
翻訳: エマーソンレイク＆パーマー. パイレーツ.
"Who'll make his mark", the captain cried. "To the devil drink a toast. We'll glut the hold with cups of gold And we'll feed the sea with ghosts I see
翻訳: エマーソンレイク＆パーマー. 海賊.
