There is a place within the depths of hell All of rock dark stain'd With hue ferruginous
Right in the middle Of the evil field A deep well, exceeding wide
I saw new pains wherewith The foremost bolgia was replete
Fustigators of hell, wrath! Circle of the fraudulents Wielders of the lash Tormented souls by pain
Like fortresses to defend the walls From their threshold to the brink without Are flank'd with little bridges
Within the place we turned around From the back of Geryon we found us A new journey was just beginning
Between seducers and their mourn Smothered in a filth and hideous stink from below And the simoniacs from the evil world Upside down in the fire Blasphemous fraud
From bridge to bridge we walked on Seers and fortune-tellers are punished here! To the lower rungs of hell We can see Tearful lands And insanity
Another way and other vain laments The barrators are throwed in the boiling pitch Visions of chaotic vehemence Black demons into the fosses of the great deceit
Solitude and pain for those they lived on hypocrisy Thieves! Mutilated souls and metamorphosis
Schismatics and falsifiers Diseases! The ring of giants Hell's final depth
"There is a place in hell called Malebolge" (The vil ditches). It's the circle of fraud. In this circle of hell there are souls of those who committed ten different varieties of fraudulent sin. Bolgia I: seducers. Bolgia II: flatters. Bolgia III: simoniacs. Bolgia IV: astrologers, seers, sorcerers. Bolgia V: speculators, barrators. Bolgia VI: hypocrites. Bolgia VII: thieves Bolgia VIII: fraudulent advisers. Bolgia IX: schismatic Bolgia X: falsifiers.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
