Текст песни Канн и Никита Фуфаев - Ищут в Италии

Word - Alain the_mockturtle

Look at Italy, look in the province,
Look for plebeians and patricians,
All rely on the mercy of the heavens:
In Rome, the divine Caesar disappeared!

In the past Ides, thoughtful, rigorous,
The scarlet sandals in purple toga,
He marched to celebrate the triumph of the ...
I do not hear anything about him.

Rumors crawling on hushed capital:
Caesar disappearing because no good!
Where is comitia? What is the Senate?
Whose this benefit? Who is guilty?

Maybe an old attack of the disease?
Maybe in Egypt bears a girlfriend?
Maybe the hair away from the light,
Smears feces, so thick were growing up?

The city is buzzing, the news alarmed:
Pomer? Martyred? Friends deposed?
Smoke yoke at the embassy of the Parthians.
In Gaul grief broken accordion.

Strapped to the center spetstsenturii fighters.
I put up a post at the Pompeyev Curia.
Caught in the Tiber on individual days,
Carcano "Beware the Ides of March-de."

Citizens! Rumors spawn uncivilized!
Believe editorial & quot; Act diurna & quot ;:
It will soon be, if you do not lie
Loyal Caesar, Brutus and Cassius ...