The Pirate's Life

The sun beats down
On the open sea
Oh, the open sea,
The open sea.
It shines and ripples
Bright blue gems
As in my mind, I see.
Gliding, flying sea-wings
Our boundaries are but not.
The endless sky
The endless sky,
Oh the endless sky.
To seek are we some treasure
For this is what we do,
The salty ocean breeze like spice
So sweet and welcome
On my tongue;
This is the pirate’s life.