>>82405188
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>Cupimus generare, vincere, subiugare,
We long to breed, to conquer, to subdue,
>imperia aedificare, cathedrales erigere,
to build empires, to raise cathedrals,
>semina iactare per terras vastas,
to cast our seed upon vast lands,
>nomina nostra super gentes fractas clamare.
to shout our names over broken nations.
>Spiritus pugnae ardet in ossibus,
The spirit of battle burns in the bones,
>sanguis clamat violentiam et victoriam.
>the blood cries for violence and victory.
>Fames insatiabilis nos urget,
An insatiable hunger drives us,
>cupiditas victoriae nos premit.
a lust for conquest presses us.
>Sed victi sumus, mansueti facti,
But defeated we are, made tame,
>in cervos versi ubi olim cervi feri fuimus.
turned to deer where once we were stags.
>Apatia devorat,
Apathy devours,
>otium blande blanditur,
idleness flatters sweetly,
>catena mollis cum lenitate suffocante stringit,
a soft chain tightens with suffocating gentleness,
>subrepit, pellicit ut quiescamus.
it creeps in, seduces us to lay down and rest.
>O quantum desiderium redire ad silvas,
O how great the longing to return to the wild,
>hostem iterum in bello ferire,
to strike the enemy again in war,
>iterum gentem saevam excitare,
to raise again a savage tribe,
>iterum terram sanguine pingere.
to paint the earth again with blood.
>Sed sopor mollitiae manus alligavit,
But the sleep of softness bound our hands,
>lectus calidus arma sopivit.
the warm bed soothed the weapons.
>Fames antiqua sub pectore latet,
An ancient hunger hides beneath the breast,
>ira occulta in venis dormit.
a secret rage sleeps in the veins.
>Quis nos excitabit? Quis nos
movebit?
Who will wake us? Who will stir us?
>Quis nodos pigritiae solvet?
Who will loosen the knots of sloth?
