Jack Sparrow , ficou conhecido como um dos piores a melhores piratas que esses mares já viram , mais se te contassem que ele tem uma filha Sobrenatural ? que pode mudar toda sua história até aqui? e seu maior rival , tem um filho que não era descrit...
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Em algum momento da sua vida, você precisa ouvir o canto das sereias precisa ouvir as vozes que poderão vir em sua mente e no momento a seguir, o canto das sereias irá o levar até onde será necessário;
My Jolly Sailor Bold
Upon one summer's morning I carefully did stray Down by the Walls of Wapping Where I met a sailor gay
Conversing with a young lass Who seem'd to be in pain Saying: William, when you go I fear you'll ne'er return again
My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold
His hair, it hangs in ringlets His eyes as black as coal My happiness attend him Wherever he may go
From Tower Hill to Blackwall I'll wander, weep and moan All for my jolly sailor Until he sails home
My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold
My father is a merchant The truth I now will tell And in great London city In opulence doth dwell
His fortune doth exceed 300,000 gold And he frowns upon his daughter Who loves a sailor bold
A fig for his riches His merchandise and gold True love has grafted my heart Give me my sailor bold
My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold
Should he return in pov'rty From o'er the ocean far To my tender bosom I'll press my jolly tar
My sailor is as smiling As the pleasant month of May And often we have wandered Through Ratcliffe highway
Many a pretty blooming Young girl, we did behold Reclining on the bosom Of her jolly sailor bold
My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold
My name, it is Maria A merchant's daughter fair And I have left my parents And three thousand pounds a year
Come all you pretty fair maids Whoever you may be Who love a jolly sailor That plows the raging sea
While up aloft in storm From me his absence mourn And firmly pray arrive the day He's never more to roam
My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold
