All roads lead to Rome
Every one soon or late comes round by Rome
Ti penso sempre - I'm always thinking about you
I would rather be first in a small village in Gaul than second in command in Rome
Throughout the ages, a thousand roads lead to
While stands the Coliseum, shall stand; When falls the Coliseum, shall fall;
And when falls the World
O tempora. O mores!
Everyone soon or late comes round by Rome
Only can resemble , And alone can make fall
Oh ! my country! city of the soul!
Rome was not built in a day
You may have the universe if I may have Italy