The wounded kept bleeding and dyingthe Ionian turned red with blood,
the waves howled to the sky
But the warriors kept fighting ...
The blades of their whetted swords
Stroke, Roared, blocked the hits of their enemies and fought
The fog filled with the warm scent of blood
rose above and clouded their thoughts
The canons blasted, rumbled the heat and the smoke
The valor that shook the depths of the ocean,
Was baffled, when he walked
And walked away from the waning souls
Their eyes screamed,
Their mighty strengths that held the enemy at bay, fell to the floor
he walked away, deaf to the shouts of his soldiers
Cleopatra! Cleopatra! Cleopatra!!!
The blood, the smoke, the dying strengths couldn’t hold his feet
from walking away, away from the Actium
They couldn’t stop him as he walked,
away from them who died for him
To her, to die for her………
His eyes were blind to the rest of the world
His eyes could see only her
Sailing away………..
"Cleopatra! Cleopatra! Cleopatra! She is leaving me!"
"Cleopatra! Cleopatra! Cleopatra! She is leaving me!"
He ran, he fell, he swum to her
As screaming eyes watched him go and bodies fell in the heart of the ocean,
The Ionian turned black
The Ionian turned black He ran to her,
Deaf and blind to the pain of those who died for him
To die for her!
The curse of Marc Anthony
Haunts the world to date
The pain, even centuries couldn’t wash away
The ache, the misery, the shock
Spilled with the blood, in the heart of the earth
Thus far, the crop of love yields nothing but hurt
The curse of Marc Anthony shadows the world
The curse of March Anthony
The curse of true love.
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