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Squire Trelawny and Dr. Livesay having asked me, Jim Hawkins, to tell everybody the whole tale about the 'Island', Flint's treasure and Mr. Silver. Keeping nothing back but its position and that only, because the major part of the treasure has not been lifted yet. I personally think we would never have begun this adventure and set course with the 'Hispaniola', if we had known what would happen and that some of us would never return, having lost their lives. Sometimes the whole story haunts dreams and brings me the worst nightmares I ever had. That's when I hear the cries of the fallen, the waves pounding the rocks on the coast and Captain Flint's raw voice screaming: 'Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight! Hahahah!'. And I tell you, no oxen and wain ropes will ever take me back to 'Treasure Island'!!! Mr. Bones is fighting 'Black Dog' He want to split him to the chine 'Blind Pew' the bringer of the spot Horse-hooves trampling his spine We have the map to start our trip The 'Squire' has the ship and the sailors 'Long John' is the man with the grip No one knows he will raid us The yell of the slain The waves on the rocks Captain Flint's raising hell He's calling my name To drive me insane From Letras Mania