Le corsaire/Le grand coureur song translated to English

Words : Unofficial English translations
Traditional/Sailors song : Le corsaire/Le grand coureur  (Corsair/Le grand coureur)
Now Saltatio Mortis covered this song so, I tried to translate this sailors song that gets two different titles : "Le corsaire" and "Le grand coureur".

Corsair/Le grand coureur *

The corsair, Le grand coureur

Is a cursed warship

When it goes cruising

and go hunting English people

The wind, the sea, the war

Torment against the French

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

It departed from Lorient

Within nice sea and nice wind

he lashed port tack

Sailing like a fish

One grain falls on its mast

Heres,the corsair in pontoon

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

We had to mast again

And stab a lot again

Although the opening is coming

One ship’s appearance

With mantels,

Is reported at starboard

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

It was really one English

With double row of cannons

One merchant of sudden death

But the French doesn’t scare

For honour

Instead to move away

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

Cannonballs rain on us

We get ‘em back by assault

While Blackbeard's smoke

To our brave sailors

Into a big fog,

He escapes us fast

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

During six months,

We caught three ships.

one ship full of potatoes

is half capsized

A second ship’s full of savates

And the last one, full of manure

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

Fighting again,

We had in our meals

Vicia faba, rancid lard

Vinegar instead of wine

Rotten cookies yet

And camphor in the morning

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

Ending this sad charm,

We stopped at the port

Through that horrible misery.

When everyone's seen the defeat,

According the way from everyone

Everybody have run as they could

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

The captain and its second 

Escaped on a cannon

The chief left on the big anchor

The clerk in his can

Oh, the sacred mad duffer

The thief rations

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

Needed to see the coq (coq : don't know in english...but the cook guy on boat)

And his galley and his hook

He started in the boiler

Like one ugly stew

Wind behind, he left

And landing in the fire of God

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

From our misadventure

The calker is the only one responsible.

Falling from the big top

Above the forecastle before

Bounced in the galley

And destroyed the vessel

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

If Le Grand Coureur story

Touched your heart

So be nice

And pay us well

Wine, rack, beer

This way, we all may be happy.

Lets go, the lads cheerful, cheerful

Lets go, the lads cheerfully!

* "Le grand coureur" is a boat name in this song. It means "The big racer" and refers to "racing letter" : one document given by the King that proves the legal thing.

* Do not mess up corsair or privateer with piracy. Pirate is outlaw, unlike privateer.