Oh, the eternal city, rising from the dust
Through blood and tears, setting history free
They carve their legacy
With every clash, they challenge destiny
From paupers' breath to nobles' cheer, the symphony surreal
A dance of death and valor, where wounds and glory heal
From merchants' call to emperors' gaze, the crowd's intense demand
With every sound of swords and shields, legends make their stand
As dusk ascends, on Rome's eternal stage
The empire's might displayed, the lion's soul unchained
Their fates end, beneath the moon's serene gaze
Gladiators' tale, an epic forged through flame
Whispers of the laurels, amidst the silent crowd
In the sands they've known
Towards eternity, their spirits cast
In the Colosseum's grasp, their legends ever vast
Oh, the Colosseum, cradle of the brave
Where echoes of the fallen in eternity's waves
Oh, the Colosseum, throne of roaring pride
In blood and sand, through the ages they stride