🎭 In 70 AD, Pompeii was a bustling Roman city filled with life, culture, and opulence. Its streets were alive with merchants selling their goods, families enjoying the comforts of their grand homes, and citizens relaxing in luxurious public baths. This video captures the essence of Pompeii at its height, showcasing its architecture, daily routines, and the vibrant energy of its people.
But beneath this thriving city lay Mount Vesuvius, a sleeping giant that would soon awaken and change everything. The eruption plunged Pompeii into chaos, freezing its final moments in time under layers of ash and pumice. This catastrophic event not only destroyed the city but also preserved it, offering us a unique window into the past.
🤣 Along with the sights of ancient Pompeii, this video highlights some of the incredible graffiti and inscriptions left behind-untouched for nearly 2,000 years. These messages offer a rare glimpse into the humor, frustrations, and everyday thoughts of Pompeii’s citizens, giving us a personal connection to their lives.
🎵 Lyrics of the song in Latin language
O Venus alma, domina Pompeiana,
Cuius sacra hortis rosis florentibus perfusa,
Hic amores accendunt, flamma vivida fervens,
Et voluptas regnat in tenebris noctis umbris.
In triclinio, risus resonat, vinum fluit,
Manus sub mensa marmorea, tacita se tangunt.
In cubiculis, amantes imagines depinguntur,
Sussurri dulces per parietes effugiunt.
O locus amoris, ubi passio regnat sine fine,
Ubi carmina corporis in parietibus inscripta sunt,
"Vive hodie!" clamant, "Cras incertum est."
Hic luxuria et desiderium in aeternum manent.
Sed amor, o amor, quam celeriter evanescis,
Velut umbrae sub sole occidente cadentes.
Tamen, in cinere Pompeianae urbis,
Vestigia tua, Venus, immortalia manent.
English translation
O nurturing Venus, lady of Pompeii,
Whose sacred groves are bathed in blooming roses,
Here, love ignites, a vivid, burning flame,
And pleasure reigns in the shadows of the night.
In the dining hall, laughter echoes, wine flows,
Hands secretly touch beneath the marble table.
In the chambers, lovers' faces are painted,
Sweet whispers escape through the walls.
O place of love, where passion reigns without end,
Where the poetry of the body is written on the walls,
“Live for today!” they cry, “Tomorrow is uncertain.”
Here, indulgence and longing endure forever.
But love, O love, how swiftly you vanish,
Like shadows falling beneath the setting sun.
Yet, in the ashes of Pompeii’s city,
Your traces, O Venus, remain immortal.
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