[Rodrigo Sol Valera]

I love the songs of Juan Manuel Serrat, but I wasn't looking for this one now... However, it makes a point about our story and our site... It also has the lyrics thought as a sort of sad answer to Sol's theme song...

"Una de piratas"

Every pirate has a scary
Sailing ship that’s like a brig,
With ten cannon on each side, and
Half a map to help them dig
Loot they buried on the dry land
Of a Caribbean island.
Every pirate has a little
Parrot that speaks French a lot
And they tell him the translation
Of a story, which is not
Like the one about the beaver,
But it’s not unlike it either.

They will make you walk the plank over any old trifle,
But in their hearts they are really very romantic:
They tattoo upon their skin
Pictures of the brothel queen
Which they wear as they sail the Pacific and Atlantic.
Let’s go, another pirate story...
Long life, glory never-ending!
For their legs have to be broken
Just to get their knees a-bending.

Every pirate has some cases
On which no light has been shed,
Debts outstanding, and some matters
That are better left unsaid.
They drink as if there’s no hereafter,
Live their lives with brazen laughter.
Till one day they find her, quaking,
In the stern end of a sailing
Ship, and treacherously breaking
Every pirate law prevailing,
They don’t bother with the booty
And they shirk their combat duty.

For when pirates fall in love with a skin that is lovely
With the scent of jasmine upon it, they will forget their
Brothers until yesterday,
And at dawn they’ll run away
Somewhere that no price upon their
Heads has yet been set there.
Let’s go, another pirate story...
No one’s ever bent their weapon,
But all it took was a lovely woman
Just to give their wings a clipping.

There’s no pirate story ever
That can finish happily:
Not the pirates, nor the censors,
None of them could let that be.
In dark corners, from behind them,
Hired killers come and find them.

[The Seven Seas]

Not a specific dedication, but a terrific and fitting song.

Down With the Ship
Enter the Haggis

Like ships in a squall we rise and we fall
We're plotting our course through waves
Some masts are tall with sails so strong
Others are tossed in the gale
We try to stay dry with salt in our eyes
No moment to rest or complain
The moon isn't far a clear sky and stars
Red sky at morn on your tail

I'm not going to stand on the end of the pier
I'm not going to let you go down with the ship
Raise up your anchor it's time to set sail
And I'm not going to let you go down

Like ships we were made to dance o'er our graves
One false move and we could be thrown
Buried alive before our due time
To rest at sixty below
So jibe while you can if there's danger ahead
Stay on your course if you will
I'll throw you a line as waves start to rise
Bail as your ship starts to fill

I'm not going to stand on the end of the pier
I'm not going to let you go down with the ship
Raise up your anchor it's time to set sail
And I'm not going to let you go down

I'm not going to stand on the end of the pier
I'm not going to let you go down with the ship
Raise up your anchor it's time to set sail
And I'm not going to let you go
I'm not going to let you go
down.
Not going to let you go
I'm not going to let you go
Not going to let you go
down.

The video is rubbish, but listen to the song.