Sixty years have come and gone since Rome did fall Since glory reigned, since Rome was ruled by Romans By invitation of the pope we took it back Not as conquerors, but as their liberators
Light of light, heart of hearts While he's gone – there is nowhere that I can call home Light of light, heart of hearts Where he's gone – there is no guarantee he'll come back
Hearing word that Ostrogothic armies were near Belisarius led his elite guard to see Ambushed from the rear, a foe soon recognized him And told the Ostrogoths, “Fire on the white-faced horse”
Light of light, heart of hearts Arrows fall like a torrent of rain from the sky Light of light, heart of hearts Protects him from a single of a myriad of deaths
The Roman guards can hear them pleading “Open the gates, it's Belisarius”
Gloria – They don't recognize him Gloria Gloria – They won't open the gates And still the Goths are encircling
Gloria – The general turns ‘round Gloria Gloria – Dying in glory They faced the Goths in a last charge
Light of light, heart of hearts Seeing them charge the Goths with such savage success Light of light, heart of hearts Then they knew, these were allies at least – let them in
Most blessed, most high Antonina runs to embrace her husband againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
