Early in the morning

Fuck all this shit off, i was born to be a pirate.

'Cause a dirty soul, a black sheep, a bad egg, is all i feel i am in this life. Seas, boats, rum and freedom. Nowhere to rest, nowhere to go back, all this excitement in my 'art. All this songs jumping in my tongue and all this words i can barely understand. 

Anywhere the wind is blowing.

Way-hay, and up she rises!
Way-hay, and up she rises!
Way-hay, and up she rises
early in the morning!



So happy knowing i'll visit Tabarca so soon.
With some lubber tomato that i love as if he was my Jolly Roger.