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In shame we defile |
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Before our enemies |
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Forced to march |
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Under the |
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Samnites' |
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Spears Seven years of wars |
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Have led us to this ruinous end |
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Seven years of wars |
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Were fought in vain |
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On a hostile ground that seemed to be |
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Protecting the |
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Samnites We were fighting though in our hearts the light |
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Of hope shone no more |
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Among the southern mountains lost |
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We quickly tired |
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With no supplies left exhausted we starved |
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Led by deceit towards our doom |
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Trapped in gorge, surrounded by woods |
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We were overthrown |
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In shame we defile |
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Before our enemies |
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Forced to march |
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Under the |
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Samnites' |
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Spears Step by step, one by one |
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We bear the humiliations |
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Of facing our foolishness'es symbol |
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As we march we can hear their voices mocking us |
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Laughing, screaming, crying out their scorn |
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Our mouths are filled with the bitter taste of shame |
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Poisoning the blood - in our veins |
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Killing all our pride |
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On a hostile ground that seemed to be |
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Protecting the |
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Samnites We were fighting though in our hearts the light |
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Of hope shone no more |
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Among the southern mountains lost |
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We quickly tired |