Roma

On a bridge of the old Roma

drawing some voluptuous aroma...

  It's la dolce vita ! 

Anita unsetting my sens ,

night burning hot  

in turbid waters ...

Stab me in a lascivious trance

  serpent ! 

Roma blazes and admires 

its sublime ashes ! 

'' What a great artist  

and creative fury that dies

within me at the sound of my lyre !''

Caesar trampled by the sandal 

of a false prophet nailed 

to the wood of  eternity !

 In front of the colosseum 

passes by the glory of Ethiopia !

 Slave's sap greets you Sparta !

But Roma could'nt care less 

the pope born 

from a vestal womb 

  blesses urbi and orbi ,

chanting  a lullaby  !

I am looking for a madona 

escaped from a master's canvas 

to console me from all those 

 transgender chameleons ...

 The duce's toga is moth-eaten .

Cavaliere you're hungover ...

 Anita's body is but a memory .

Place of Spain the marble statues 

are veiled ,and tourists 

tastes kebab ...

 Allah o akbar !