Too young to be a pirate? Too young to drink? Would you rather me wash your clothes, cook for you and clean your house? No sir, that's not for me. I hardly drink, preferring to steal from my comrades when they lie totally drunk on the deck of the ship or at the bar of the tavern while I pretend that I am as knocked out as they are. That I look very weak? Do I seem weak to you? Only a bullet stops me, dear swineherd. Don't let my arms and my smile divert your attention from what really matters: my sword.
My sword! Where is? That fool from the tavern stole it from me!
Muy joven para ser pirata? Muy joven para beber? A que prefieres que lave tu ropa, cocine para ti y limpie tu casa. No señor, eso no es para mi. Apenas bebo, prefiero robarle a mis camaradas cuando yacen totalmente ebrios en la cubierta del barco o en la barra de la taberna mientras finjo que estoy tan noqueada como ellos. Que soy muy débil? Te parezco débil? Sólo una bala me detiene, querido porquerizo. Que mis brazos y mi sonrisa no te desvíen la atención de lo que de verdad importa: mi espada.
Mi espada! Dónde está? Ese tonto de la taberna me la robó!
With the help of Google Translator Esp-Eng
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