The continuation of adventures
Of yacht battles
Started after the storm,
That’s how I met my frigate

Let guests of the seas learn
All sovereignty of the pirate
He who owns the whole sea,
Can be called a real pirate

Roar of cannons, whizz of caseshots
The battle has started with a sudden encounter
Clank of metal, bullets, and sabres
That’s how the deadly battle goes on

Two frigates have met
In the blue of the sea hell
Our pirate ship
Turned out to be your trouble

Our pirate ship
Turned out to be your trouble, your trouble.

Chorus: Not a Somalian,
And not a Caribbean,
But I am a new Russian pirate.
And not a Brazilian,
And not an Indian,
But I am a new Russian pirate.
Yes, I am that new pirate.

Suddenly a sea monster
Appeared from the sea,
Suddenly grabbed our ship
A giant octopus

He threw everyone overboard
And cut our yacht.
That’s how the frigate broke down
And completely sank.

But the crew survived,
Got to a local island,
Where it built a ship,
More durable and powerful.

And we left for the seas
We found the octopus
Shoot him down from our cannons.

On the internet, like at the sea,
We are rocked, we download.
And insist on our rights
(rock, download, and ‘insist on one’s rights’ contain the same word)
On our undecked ships

If you write something,
Or if you invent something,
Hold on in your hands,
Your copyrights.

Copyright suffocates
Like tentacles of the octopus,
Call a violator a pirate,
Like at the sea.

Pirates like citizens
Have their own laws,
No one will like
Punishments as well.