Franco Battiato "Delenda Carthago" lyrics

Delenda Carthago

Delenda Carthago

Per terre ignote vanno le nostre legioniA fondare colonie a immagine di Roma"Delenda Carthago"Con le dita colorate di henna su patrizi tricliniSi gustano carni speziate d'aromi d'Oriente;In calici finemente screziati frusciano i vini,Le rose, il miele.Nei circhi e negli stadiS'ammassano turbe stravolteA celebrare riti di sangue....Conferendis pecuniisErgo sollicitae tu causa, pecunia, vitae!Per te immaturum mortis adimus iter;Tu vitiis hominum crudelia pabula praebes,Semina curarum de capite orta tuo.

Delenda Carthago

Our legions go through unexplored provincesand create colonies in the image of Rome.Carthage must be destroyed.With henna tainted fingers, laying on patrician's tricliniaSome savour meat sorts flavoured with Oriental spices ;Wine rustles in finely etched gobletsas well as roses and honey.In circuses and arenaeGreatly troubled crowdsgather to celebrate blood sacrifice....To collect the money...So money you’re the cause of a troubled life!It’s because of you we go death’s path too soon:you offer human vices cruel nurture,from your source the seeds of sorrow spring.