Letra de Styrtebeker

Drinking manners gave his name, empty a tankard all in one
Not afraid of fiend or god, just his look will make them run
Call the crews, we take to sea, bound for Denmark´s southern shores
Let´s prove our loyalty, risk our souls without remorse

In confidence we stand the fight, we trust in traders´ words
Outlaws as a rich man´s knight, waiting for the cut that hurts

Störtebeker, the furious cry for vengeance
Störtebeker, thunderous he crossed the sea

Merchants´ profits to defend, Klaus agreed to give support
Conquering old Viking land, carry away the goods they hoard
Letter of mark a doubtful help, grabbing claws and greed
Cry of vengeance yelling scream
We´ll come back and they will bleed

Hunters´ tradeships, where they are, for survival and revenge
Big success in easy fight, hunt them back into their trench
Captured by their strongest ship, traitor´s words send us to death
Death for all on vengeance trip, proudly Klaus will lose his head

Störtebeker, a furious cry for vengeance
Störtebeker, thunderous he cross the sea
Störtebeker, he thwarts their plans, he teach them fear
Störtbeker, he scorns the traitors, kicked their ass