Hi there.
Take a look at this, they are spanish group (Idon't know if you had heard of them) their name is Tierra Santa and the song is " La Cancion del Pirata" (the Song of the Pirate) its based on a poem.
http://www.goear.com/listen.php?v=e2af58d
(here is an english poor traduction of the song)
With ten guns by side,
Wind in its sails at full sail,
Not short sea, but flies
A sailboat brig.
Bajel pirate callers,
For his bravery, Temido,
Known throughout sea
From each other end.
The moon rïela(glows) at sea,
On the canvas groans wind,
And hike in soft movement
Waves of silver and blue;
And is the captain pirate,
Joyous singing in the stern,
Asia to one side, the other Europe,
And there on his forehead Stambul:
"Sailing, sailing ship mine,
Without fear,
That neither enemy ship
Nor storm, nor bonanza
Reaches your way down,
Or to hold your worth.
Twenty dams
Have done
Despite
English,
And have surrendered
Their banners
One hundred nations
To my feet.
That is my treasure my boat,
It is my god freedom,
My law, the strength and wind,
My only homeland, the sea.
There move fierce war
Reyes blind
By an inch over land;
I have here on my own
As bravío covers the sea,
Anyone who imposed laws.
And there is no beach,
Regardless,
Nor flag
Splendor,
Not feel that
My right
And given chest
I value.
That is my treasure my boat,
It is my god freedom,
My law, the strength and wind,
My only homeland, the sea.
The voice of "boat comes!"
Is seeing
How bends and prevents
The whole cloth to escape;
I am the king of the sea,
And my fury is to be feared.
In dams
I divided
What caught
Alike;
I just want
By wealth
Beauty
Unrivaled.
That is my treasure my boat,
It is my god freedom,
My law, the strength and wind,
My only homeland, the sea.
I Sentenced to death!
I river;
I do not abandon the lot,
And the same sentence to me,
Colgaré some entena,
Perhaps in his own ship.
And if down,
What is life?
For lost
And Di,
When the yoke
Slave,
As a Bravo,
Sacudí.
That is my treasure my boat,
It is my god freedom,
My law, the strength and wind,
My only homeland, the sea.
They are my best music
Aquilones,
And the cacophony tremor
The wires shaken,
The black sea bramidos
And the roar of my guns.
And the thunder
Are the violent,
And wind
Rebramar to,
I sleep
Sedate,
Arrullado
By the sea.
That is my treasure my boat,
It is my god freedom,
My law, the strength and wind,
My only homeland, the sea. "