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Raven's Jig - The Life of Davy Jones (Off-vocal)

A while back, we have arranged "Davy Jones's theme" into a vocal song. In our opinion it wasn't a huge success. I therefore wish to publish the off-vocal on my youtube channel. There'll be a download link to the vocal version if you wish to hear it, though it will not be posted on my youtube channel. This song is about the life of a man and his progression into old age. Please read the lyrics for the story. Title: The Life of Davy Jones (off-vocal) Based on: Davy Jones From: Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest Arrangement: Raven's Jig Composed by: Hans Zimmer (and crew) MP3, flac and images: http://sdrv.ms/10mEe8c N.B. In the above-linked folder, there is also the vocal version downloadable. Soundcloud link:   / ravens-jig-the-life-of-davy-jones_off-vocal   I don't own any of the images used in this video. Arrangement made by us. _______________ French Lyrics: Largué seul sur ma chaloupe Pas le temps de faire une escale Pourtant j'ai l'espoir en poupe Et des rêves plein mes cales Me voici toutes voiles dehors Le vent décidera de mon sort Hisse et ho, je prends la barre Vers des terres de victoire Mais la victoire est bien loin Passe l'océan incertain Je ne peux plus reculer Mon chemin est tracé Voile haute et barre en main Ainsi vont les flots de chacun, Hisse et ho, vieux camarades Poursuivons nos chemins Loin des ruisseaux, loin des fleuves J'ai su mille fois faire mes preuves Tout droit comme une statue Le vent ne tourne plus Plus de nuages dans les cieux Mes cales vidées peu à peu Difficile d'avancer Quand le vent est tombé Mes jolies rames de bois Sont bien trop lourdes pour mes bras Continuez, vieux camarades Mais ne m'oubliez pas ________________ English translation: Left alone on my rowboat I don't have time to stop anywhere But I have the hope in my sails And my holds are full of dreams Here I am, full sail ahead May the wind guide my fate Heave ho, I am at the helm Ahead to lands of victory But victory seems indeed far And I am crossing an uncertain sea I cannot turn back anymore My path is already mapped out The sail is high, at the helm Here goes each and every one of us Heave ho, old chums, Let's keep on sailing Far from the streams and the rivers I have proven myself a thousand times Standing still like a statue The wind won't change anymore No more clouds in the skies My holds were emptied little by little It is hard to go on ahead When there is no wind anymore My pretty wooden oars Are far too heavy for my arms to bear You go on, old chums, But don't forget me