What should one do when darkens the sky
When in the horizon enemies' sails arise?
What should one do when there is a need
To fool the approaching death, to do a hero's deed?

We rule the the Seven Seas - swords high for our Queen!
Shout for what we live, "Rum, women, victory! "
Shout for what we live, "Rum, women, victory! "

What should one do when the answer's not there
On the highest mountain, or the deepest sea bed?
What should one do if not fully alive?
Face looming death with a grin and the nectar of courage

We rule the Seven Seas - swords high for our Queen!
Shout for what we live, "Rum, women, victory! "
Shout for what we live, "Rum, women, victory! "

Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout!

We rule the Seven Seas - swords high for our Queen!
Shout for what we live, "Rum, women, victory! "
Shout for what we live, "Rum, women, victory! "