Lyrics Ария - Колизей Колизей

The gods cursed the mad Rome
A city of abandoned women and cripples.
Poisoned smoke is swallowed here
Cut with a vein blade.

Here on holidays people go to watch
How a man beats in agony
How a fierce death feasts
In the yellow circle of the arena.

Strength brings freedom
Win and become a star
Or maybe you will find peace.

Your enemy is dusty, miserable and weak
The driven beast, the wounded slave.
Another second, and say & quot; kill & quot;
Emperor’s finger.

Do not rebuke the holy fate
The crowd howls, feels blood.
Not worth the sorrow of neither wives nor friends
The life of a gladiator.
Coliseum.

Like dogs fighting a bone
The doomed tear each other's flesh
In their eyes is not excitement and not anger,
Nothing but pain.

You alone did not break, did not lie
The Lord kept you from the blows
You see, Caesar came down on the sand
Give you the will.

Strength brings freedom
Win and become a star
Or maybe you will find peace.

Your enemy is dusty, miserable and weak
The driven beast, the wounded slave.
Another second, and say & quot; kill & quot;
Emperor’s finger.

Do not rebuke the holy fate
The crowd howls, feels blood.
Not worth the sorrow of neither wives nor friends
The life of a gladiator.
Coliseum, coliseum.

Remember you remember
You were a proud wise leader
Remember you remember
How the soldiers entered your house.
You met the dawn
Among the scorched rocks
Time passed and here
The hour of reckoning has arrived.

Bread and circuses for the people over the edge,
Strength brings freedom, conquer.

Your enemy is dusty, miserable and weak
The driven beast, the wounded slave.
And knocked out sparks from gray stones
Gladiator's sword.

Do not rebuke the holy fate
The crowd howls, feels blood.
Not worth the sorrow of neither wives nor friends
The life of the emperor.
Coliseum, coliseum.