Numenorean corsairs
Your sons have stepped ashore
From the battle and storms

With northern fleets
Great treasure they fought
From the shores of Gondor

Drove their men into the sea
It's time for the feast


To the habour of Umbar
Like a wind we sail
Your pitful slaves now row

Tonight we will celebrate

Open your barrels

Bring me your finest wine
Where are the women?
Your heroes have arrived

No sleep tonight my friends
It's time for the pleasures
Because it is soon another day

And our ship leaves again

Fill my mug, I just want to forget

All the troubles and fighting
And the ghosts in my head
Dancing and drinking

In