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 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 ♪ 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