Rome and Greece Beneath One
At dawn by the olive groves, the Roman banners flew, A legion crossed the dusty plain beneath a sky of blue. A shield rang out, a chariot spun, the battle shook the ground, And one young soldier heard a shout beyond the clamor’s sound. He pulled her clear of flying spears, She brushed the dust from both their ears. She said, “You saved me. What a scene.” He said, “I’m Marcus. You’re… serene?” Raise the cups, let the garlands fly, Rome and Greece beneath one sky! He came for glory, left with a bride, And three loud aunties marching by his side. Oh, fate can turn a battle line Into a wedding by suppertime! Her name was Thaleia, quick-witted, sharp as spring, She borrowed his red-plumed helmet and wore it like a queen. The captain cried, “Report for duty!” She replied, “He’s booked today— We’re meeting both our families, and they’ve brought too much buffet.” The centurion sighed, then signed the scroll, The cook declared, “I’m feeding all!” A priest arrived from who-knows-where, With twelve white doves and one spare chair. Raise the cups, let the garlands fly, Rome and Greece beneath one sky! He came for glory, left with a bride, And three loud aunties marching by his side. Oh, fate can turn a battle line Into a wedding by suppertime! She taught him Greek for “dear,” he taught her Latin “mine,” They argued over olives, then made peace over wine. The general sent a wedding gift: a very serious horse— It ate the ceremonial wreath and joined the chorus, of course! Raise the cups, let the garlands fly, Rome and Greece beneath one sky! He saved her once; she stole his heart, Then made him dance the wedding part. Oh, drums rolled on, the doves took flight, The horse wore flowers all that night! From battlefield to feast they came— Two hearts, one empire, one shared name! At dawn the legion marched away, The bride led Marcus by the reins. He said, “I thought I’d win a war.” She smiled: “You did. Now carry more!”
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[Куплет 1] At dawn by the olive groves, the Roman banners flew, A legion crossed the dusty plain beneath a sky of blue. A shield rang out, a chariot spun, the battle shook the ground, And one young soldier heard a shout beyond the clamor’s sound. [Предприпев] He pulled her clear of flying spears, She brushed the dust from both their ears. She said, “You saved me. What a scene.” He said, “I’m Marcus. You’re… serene?” [Припев] Raise the cups, let the garlands fly, Rome and Greece beneath one sky! He came for glory, left with a bride, And three loud aunties marching by his side. Oh, fate can turn a battle line Into a wedding by suppertime! [Куплет 2] Her name was Thaleia, quick-witted, sharp as spring, She borrowed his red-plumed helmet and wore it like a queen. The captain cried, “Report for duty!” She replied, “He’s booked today— We’re meeting both our families, and they’ve brought too much buffet.” [Предприпев] The centurion sighed, then signed the scroll, The cook declared, “I’m feeding all!” A priest arrived from who-knows-where, With twelve white doves and one spare chair. [Припев] Raise the cups, let the garlands fly, Rome and Greece beneath one sky! He came for glory, left with a bride, And three loud aunties marching by his side. Oh, fate can turn a battle line Into a wedding by suppertime! [Бридж] She taught him Greek for “dear,” he taught her Latin “mine,” They argued over olives, then made peace over wine. The general sent a wedding gift: a very serious horse— It ate the ceremonial wreath and joined the chorus, of course! [Финальный припев] Raise the cups, let the garlands fly, Rome and Greece beneath one sky! He saved her once; she stole his heart, Then made him dance the wedding part. Oh, drums rolled on, the doves took flight, The horse wore flowers all that night! From battlefield to feast they came— Two hearts, one empire, one shared name! [Аутро] At dawn the legion marched away, The bride led Marcus by the reins. He said, “I thought I’d win a war.” She smiled: “You did. Now carry more!”
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