Antinoüs. Hervé Cristiani

Play the golden cymbals, let Caesar pass

May the pages cry their honey tears,
The gods are tired of inhabiting the heavens
May the feast commence, may the Nubians dance,
May the wines from Chaldea bring forgetfulness

Antinoüs, Antinoüs, your sleeping slave
Antinoüs, Antinoüs, you cannot forget

Play the golden cymbals, let Caesar pass

By the leather and iron and the eagles from Rome
You have conquered Earth and subjected men
All the barbaric princes who are at your feet
Have not the power to make you forget

Antinoüs, Antinoüs, your sleeping slave
Antinoüs, Antinoüs, you cannot forget

In the marble statues and the changes in the empire
In the whisper of trees, there is his smile
By the imperial purple that covers your body
By the song of the Vestals, he will live on

Antinoüs, Antinoüs, your sleeping slave
Antinoüs, Antinoüs, you cannot forget

Play the golden cymbals, let Caesar pass.

Here is a link to more information regarding the life and times of Antinoüs

Hervé Cristiani from his CD album Antinoüs

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