The memories you make with your lads will last forever. They may go their separate ways, but they will stay in your memory. Before you think they've forgotten you, think. Those memories they've shared with you are with them too. Cherish your memories.
I can only imagine...what it must of been like to live you're life on the open seas form a brotherhood with a group of fine gentlemen work together for years and one day you and maybe 3 others survive a horrible storm the ship you called home for years now drifts twords the bottom of the Atlantic...
When the new Sea of thieves update is out and only a few of your boys you met over the summer on community posts are on to see it but you still get a little bit of play time with the ones on but they ultimately tire of the game and leave after less than an hour and you’re left alone to your own thoughts on an empty galleon. I had to make a new community post and the people were cool, don’t get me wrong, but it wasn’t the same as my OG crew I met over the summer. Countless hours I put into that game.
As requested here is part 2 of my version of sea shanties with the boys! Please like and subscribe if you would like to see more!! Sea shanties with the boys part one th-cam.com/video/gLF1LYBSAWA/w-d-xo.html
In Amsterdam there lived a maid, Mark well what I do say, In Amsterdam there lived a maid, Anʼ she was mistress of her trade; I'll go no more a-rovinʼ with you, fair maid, A-rovinʼ, a-rovin...
Итак, в честь сотого прослушивания этой прекрасной песни я напишу вам её текст, друзья: Oh, I bid farewell to the port and the land And I paddle away from brave England's white sands To search for my long ago forgotten friends To search for the place I hear all sailors end As the souls of the dead fill the space of my mind I'll search without sleeping 'til peace I can find I fear not the weather, I fear not the sea I remember the fallen, do they think of me? When their bones in the ocean forever will be Plot a course to the night to a place I once knew To a place where my hope died along with my crew So I swallow my grief and face life's final test To find promise of peace and the solace of rest As the songs of the dead fill the space of my ears Their laughter like children, their beckoning cheers My heart longs to join them, sing songs of the sea I remember the fallen, do they think of me? When their bones in the ocean forever will be When at last before my ghostly shipmates I stand I shed a small tear for my home upon land Though their eyes speak of depths filled with struggle and strife Their smiles below say I don't owe them my life As the souls of the dead fill the space of my eyes And my boat listed over and tried to capsize I'm this far from drowning, this far from the sea I remember the living, do they think of me? When my bones in the ocean forever will be Now that I'm staring down at the darkest abyss I'm not sure what I want but I don't think it's this As my comrades call to stand fast and forge on... I make sail for the dawn 'til the darkness has gone As the souls of the dead live for'er in my mind As I live all the years that they left me behind I'll stay on the shore but still gaze at the sea I remember the fallen and they think of me For our souls in the ocean together will be I remember the fallen and they think of me For our souls in the ocean together will be и на русском О, я прощаюсь с портом и землей. И я уплываю прочь от белых песков храброй Англии, Чтобы искать своих давно забытых друзей, Чтобы искать место, где я услышу, как все моряки уходят, Когда души мёртвых заполняют пространство моего разума, Я буду искать без сна, пока не обрету покой. Я не боюсь погоды, я не боюсь моря. Я помню падших, они думают обо мне? Когда их кости окажутся навечно в океане, Курс проложит путь к ночи, К месту, которое я когда-то знал, где моя надежда умерла вместе с моей командой, Поэтому я проглотил свое горе и столкнулся с последним испытанием жизни, Чтобы найти обещание мира и утешения покоя, Когда души мёртвых заполняют пространство моих ушей, Их смех, словно детский, их манящие крики. Мое сердце жаждет присоединиться к ним, петь песни моря. Я помню падших, они думают обо мне? Когда их кости окажутся навечно в океане, Когда, наконец, перед моими призрачными соратниками я встану. Я пролил небольшую слезу за свой дом на суше, Хотя их глаза говорят о глубинах, наполненных борьбой и раздорами, Их улыбки внизу говорят, что я не обязан им своей жизнью, Когда души мертвых заполняют пространство моих глаз и моей лодки перевернувшейся и попытавшейся всплыть, Я так далеко не утону, так далеко от моря Я помню живых, они обо мне думают? Когда мои кости окажутся навечно в океане. Теперь время смотрит в самую темную бездну. Я не уверен, чего хочу, но я не думаю, что это так, Когда мои товарищи призывают стоять твердо и идти вперед ... Я плыву к рассвету, пока не уйдет тьма Пока души мертвых живут в моих мыслях, Пока я живу все года, что они оставили меня позади. Я останусь на берегу, но все равно буду смотреть на море. Я помню падших, и они думают обо мне Ради наших душ в океане, мы будем вместе. Я помню падших, и они думают обо мне... Ради наших душ в океане, мы будем вместе.
Reject modernist ideals return to adventure and Intrige! The ships are waiting for you!
Gimme a date and time and I'll be there
Brings a tear to my eye. It’s time to go sing some sea shanties with the boys.
Bitches are temporary... Brothers and Lad's are FOREVER! Even in our hearts!
now comedy hits the emotional notes
think we just about to max out human culture
Ah yes sea shanties with the lads
I FEAR NOT THE WEATHER I FEAR NOT THE SEA
I remember the fallen and they think of me, for their bones in the ocean, forever will be
The memories you make with your lads will last forever. They may go their separate ways, but they will stay in your memory. Before you think they've forgotten you, think. Those memories they've shared with you are with them too. Cherish your memories.
Ngl listening to this and reading this made me shed a tear, honest to god
“The shipwreck wasn’t your fault mate you have to let us go”
Correct, it was probably your fault considering the amount of ships you’ve sunk.
“Though their eyes speak of death filled with struggle and strife, their smiles below say I don’t owe them my life”
This line makes me shiver
I can only imagine...what it must of been like to live you're life on the open seas form a brotherhood with a group of fine gentlemen work together for years and one day you and maybe 3 others survive a horrible storm the ship you called home for years now drifts twords the bottom of the Atlantic...
Yes... Yes would rather sing with the boys...
I'd give anything to sing with them ...
One last time...
When the new Sea of thieves update is out and only a few of your boys you met over the summer on community posts are on to see it but you still get a little bit of play time with the ones on but they ultimately tire of the game and leave after less than an hour and you’re left alone to your own thoughts on an empty galleon. I had to make a new community post and the people were cool, don’t get me wrong, but it wasn’t the same as my OG crew I met over the summer. Countless hours I put into that game.
The boys don’t play games online, we take back the country.
This hits hard
Remember boys: shanties before panties
As requested here is part 2 of my version of sea shanties with the boys! Please like and subscribe if you would like to see more!!
Sea shanties with the boys part one
th-cam.com/video/gLF1LYBSAWA/w-d-xo.html
Thanks mate
0:37 sea shanty in ac rogue and black flag
Ah, this brings tears to my eyes.
Dutch Harbor here; I made it boys.
RANDY DANDY OOOOHHHHH
The bois who now have jobs and not enough time to play sea of thieves
I thought I heard the old man say..
Arrr. This'b an exquisite shanty choice f'r the lads.
моя душа ждала этого долгие годы
In Amsterdam there lived a maid,
Mark well what I do say,
In Amsterdam there lived a maid,
Anʼ she was mistress of her trade;
I'll go no more a-rovinʼ with you, fair maid,
A-rovinʼ, a-rovin...
Same
This is a meme, why the heck am I crying?!
This is beautiful
TO SEARCH FOR MY LONG AGO FORGOTTEN FRIENDS
What is it with this song that's making me shed endless tears
this song is full of new meaning after the titan implosion.
Definitely applicable
Les do dis Bois brotherhood forever
40yr me remembering my boys.
How can i be nostalgic for a life i never lived? And yet, anytime i hear this song, tears come to my eyes
This hits on a diffrent level I’m getting a little tingle through my head cause it’s hitting honestly good job man
Im glade you could partake my good sir
Prepare the cannons guys, it is time for us to reclaim our eternal realm of freedom
INTO THE WAVES BROTHERS
*blasting cannon
"hey dude it's getting late I'll see you tomorrow"
last online 12 years ago
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Me and the boys reminiscing our greatest memories.
That one dislike is from the girlfriend
Bro I actually cried
"Last online 7 years ago"
This is so emotional (and that's a fact)
Funny how the story is so much different when you cut out the last part.. It's so much darker
Not even out yet why was this suggested to me
Destiny
The boys shall gather
Big mood for all my lost frienda
if i only had such a life
Nice
Assassin's Creed IV Black Flag is the best game for Story and Sea shanties :)
Nice video my friend
Her: I cant believe He didnt cried during Titanic. Do Bois even have Feelings?
Bois:
💯
Please make a part 3
Working on it now part 3 will be the final part
@@JusticeGamingNY certified hood classic
Итак, в честь сотого прослушивания этой прекрасной песни я напишу вам её текст, друзья:
Oh, I bid farewell to the port and the land
And I paddle away from brave England's white sands
To search for my long ago forgotten friends
To search for the place I hear all sailors end
As the souls of the dead fill the space of my mind
I'll search without sleeping 'til peace I can find
I fear not the weather, I fear not the sea
I remember the fallen, do they think of me?
When their bones in the ocean forever will be
Plot a course to the night to a place I once knew
To a place where my hope died along with my crew
So I swallow my grief and face life's final test
To find promise of peace and the solace of rest
As the songs of the dead fill the space of my ears
Their laughter like children, their beckoning cheers
My heart longs to join them, sing songs of the sea
I remember the fallen, do they think of me?
When their bones in the ocean forever will be
When at last before my ghostly shipmates I stand
I shed a small tear for my home upon land
Though their eyes speak of depths filled with struggle and strife
Their smiles below say I don't owe them my life
As the souls of the dead fill the space of my eyes
And my boat listed over and tried to capsize
I'm this far from drowning, this far from the sea
I remember the living, do they think of me?
When my bones in the ocean forever will be
Now that I'm staring down at the darkest abyss
I'm not sure what I want but I don't think it's this
As my comrades call to stand fast and forge on...
I make sail for the dawn 'til the darkness has gone
As the souls of the dead live for'er in my mind
As I live all the years that they left me behind
I'll stay on the shore but still gaze at the sea
I remember the fallen and they think of me
For our souls in the ocean together will be
I remember the fallen and they think of me
For our souls in the ocean together
will be
и на русском
О, я прощаюсь с портом и землей.
И я уплываю прочь от белых песков храброй Англии,
Чтобы искать своих давно забытых друзей,
Чтобы искать место, где я услышу, как все моряки уходят,
Когда души мёртвых заполняют пространство моего разума,
Я буду искать без сна, пока не обрету покой.
Я не боюсь погоды, я не боюсь моря.
Я помню падших, они думают обо мне?
Когда их кости окажутся навечно в океане,
Курс проложит путь к ночи,
К месту, которое я когда-то знал, где моя надежда умерла вместе с моей командой,
Поэтому я проглотил свое горе и столкнулся с последним испытанием жизни,
Чтобы найти обещание мира и утешения покоя,
Когда души мёртвых заполняют пространство моих ушей,
Их смех, словно детский, их манящие крики.
Мое сердце жаждет присоединиться к ним, петь песни моря.
Я помню падших, они думают обо мне?
Когда их кости окажутся навечно в океане,
Когда, наконец, перед моими призрачными соратниками я встану.
Я пролил небольшую слезу за свой дом на суше,
Хотя их глаза говорят о глубинах, наполненных борьбой и раздорами,
Их улыбки внизу говорят, что я не обязан им своей жизнью,
Когда души мертвых заполняют пространство моих глаз
и моей лодки перевернувшейся и попытавшейся всплыть,
Я так далеко не утону, так далеко от моря
Я помню живых, они обо мне думают?
Когда мои кости окажутся навечно в океане.
Теперь время смотрит в самую темную бездну.
Я не уверен, чего хочу, но я не думаю, что это так,
Когда мои товарищи призывают стоять твердо и идти вперед ...
Я плыву к рассвету, пока не уйдет тьма
Пока души мертвых живут в моих мыслях,
Пока я живу все года, что они оставили меня позади.
Я останусь на берегу, но все равно буду смотреть на море.
Я помню падших, и они думают обо мне
Ради наших душ в океане, мы будем вместе.
Я помню падших, и они думают обо мне...
Ради наших душ в океане,
мы будем вместе.
😭😭😭😭
Good no dis likes as it should and if someone dis likes this vid well then that won't be very poggers of you *loads 1800s gun*
Waiting for part3 already COPIUM
Already working on it!
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