| 歌曲 | Lead or Gold |
| 歌手 | Running Wild |
| 专辑 | Live |
| 作词 : Kasparek | |
| Riding the tempests of glory | |
| The vessel is gliding along | |
| Pounding the waves, majestically | |
| Proudly and strong | |
| A flag flutters on the horizon | |
| The plunder ready-to-hand | |
| The gunners are ready to fire | |
| Awaiting command | |
| Pounding the sea, like a storm | |
| Wild and free | |
| Obeying our call, fast and raw | |
| The air sparks thunder and lightning | |
| Their bellies are shivered with fear | |
| We showered their cold hearted souls | |
| With sarcastic sneer | |
| Our cohorts are for seizing | |
| The skull and the crossbones fly high | |
| We're talking over your vessel | |
| Whatever you try | |
| Pounding the sea, like a storm | |
| Wild and free | |
| Obeying our call, fast and raw | |
| Lead or gold, we're daring our fate | |
| On the wings of the sea | |
| Lead or gold, cursing all the | |
| Conformists who'll never be free | |
| Guns spitting iron and fire | |
| Acid smoke clouding the air | |
| Ripping the planks | |
| Feeding the flame of despair | |
| Hoisting the flag of surrender | |
| Delivering their silver and gold | |
| A generous gift to the poor | |
| For the brothers they sold | |
| Pounding the sea, like a storm | |
| Wild and free | |
| Obeying our call, fast and raw | |
| Lead or gold, we're daring our fate | |
| On the wings of the sea | |
| Lead or gold, cursing all the | |
| Conformists who'll never be free |
| zuò cí : Kasparek | |
| Riding the tempests of glory | |
| The vessel is gliding along | |
| Pounding the waves, majestically | |
| Proudly and strong | |
| A flag flutters on the horizon | |
| The plunder readytohand | |
| The gunners are ready to fire | |
| Awaiting command | |
| Pounding the sea, like a storm | |
| Wild and free | |
| Obeying our call, fast and raw | |
| The air sparks thunder and lightning | |
| Their bellies are shivered with fear | |
| We showered their cold hearted souls | |
| With sarcastic sneer | |
| Our cohorts are for seizing | |
| The skull and the crossbones fly high | |
| We' re talking over your vessel | |
| Whatever you try | |
| Pounding the sea, like a storm | |
| Wild and free | |
| Obeying our call, fast and raw | |
| Lead or gold, we' re daring our fate | |
| On the wings of the sea | |
| Lead or gold, cursing all the | |
| Conformists who' ll never be free | |
| Guns spitting iron and fire | |
| Acid smoke clouding the air | |
| Ripping the planks | |
| Feeding the flame of despair | |
| Hoisting the flag of surrender | |
| Delivering their silver and gold | |
| A generous gift to the poor | |
| For the brothers they sold | |
| Pounding the sea, like a storm | |
| Wild and free | |
| Obeying our call, fast and raw | |
| Lead or gold, we' re daring our fate | |
| On the wings of the sea | |
| Lead or gold, cursing all the | |
| Conformists who' ll never be free |