“What do we do with a drunken sailor?”
“What do you do with a drunken sailor?”
“What will we do with a drunken sailor?（我们该如何处理喝醉的水手？）”
似乎被情绪感染，周围的海盗都唱了起来。他们嘴里的歌词五花八门，不乏咒骂与渎神，但竟像彩排过一般，能够落在一个调上。
“Early-eye in the morning,（清晨）”
“Way hey and up she rises,”
“Way hey and up she rises!（转动绞盘，升起船锚）”
肯威也大声地唱了起来，他向自己的黑人大副点头，后者会意，传令下去，全速前进，冲向俟敌的海军舰队。
“Shave his belly with a rusty razor!（用生锈的剃刀刮他的肚子）”
“Put him in a long boat till he is sober!（让他呆在甲板上直到清醒）”
“Stick him in a barrel with a hosepipe on him!（把他绑起来扔到酒桶里）”
“Put him in the bed with the captain’s daughter!（让他和船长的女儿一起睡）”
“哼，我一直觉得你们拿骚的
第二百八十四章 海上战争(3/5)