Farewell from the tempest

I'm leaving for the city,
To bid my farewell;
My Farewell to all the girls
Who have tears in their eyes.
As well as my to good friend
Who cries over her lover.

We are five brothers in arms,
All five well distinguished:
Barrier-breaker and Mountain-slicer,
Wall-crosser and Without-mercy !
And me, I'm called The Tempest,
I am renowned everywhere.

My grandpa was policeman,
My father a lieutenant.
I've two brothers in the vanguard,
The two others are in Gaya;
And me, I'm called The Tempest,
I am a renowned sailor.

We will have, as a reward
A few cannonball
Who will break our heads.
And will put us without way.
And over there behind our trenches:
We will serve as lawn.