UNDER JOLLY ROGER
Canción antológica de un disco antológico de un grupo igualmente antológico. Es evidente que este grupo nos fascina por estas tierras bloguísticas. Poco que añadir a la reseña anterior a esta banda. Simplemente majestuosos. Quiero acercaros este disco de 1987 que se ha ganado por derecho propio un lugar entre los clásicos. Se trata de la tercera obra de estudio de los alemanes Running Wild, en que dan rienda suelta a su heavy - speed metal pirata y que tiene grandes temas en general haciendo de este cd una obra para tener en cuenta en su conjunto, y en el que se pondrían las bases, junto con su posterior Port Royal de 1988, para crear su sello tan personal, el posterior sonido tan reconocible de Running Wild. Unos magos en lo suyo, que merecen más temas en nuestro blog y que así será sin duda. Dejo un enlace al fantástico Under Jolly Roger en Youtube.
Weigh anchor, hoist the sails
Cruisin' for booty on watery trails
No exploiter we see can still sail on
Our cannons fire till his ship goes down
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns they shall burn
Surrender or fight there's no return
Under Jolly Roger
Venerable scoundrels, no blood on our hands
Our engagements are tough, but only for defence
Carefully we sail around the reefs
To force those die-hards to their knees
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns they shall burn
Surrender or fight there's no return
Under Jolly Roger
Coming through the waves to free all the captives
Boarding the vessels we know all the tactics
We're the menace, the curse of the sea
We pulverize the men'o'war, pay or flee
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns they shall burn
Surrender or fight there's no return
Under Jolly Roger
Cruisin' for booty on watery trails
No exploiter we see can still sail on
Our cannons fire till his ship goes down
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns they shall burn
Surrender or fight there's no return
Under Jolly Roger
Venerable scoundrels, no blood on our hands
Our engagements are tough, but only for defence
Carefully we sail around the reefs
To force those die-hards to their knees
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns they shall burn
Surrender or fight there's no return
Under Jolly Roger
Coming through the waves to free all the captives
Boarding the vessels we know all the tactics
We're the menace, the curse of the sea
We pulverize the men'o'war, pay or flee
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns they shall burn
Surrender or fight there's no return
Under Jolly Roger
By Nash
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