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
译文: 埃默森莱克和帕尔默. 盗.
"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
译文: 埃默森莱克和帕尔默. 海盗.
