Your journey through these tales—woven from both history and imagination—helps keep the spirit of this ancient city alive. Every visit, every story shared, ensures that the echoes of its marble halls and bustling forums will never fade into silence. Until we meet again, traveller, may the roads of Rome guide you back to us.
Vale et iterum veni.
(Farewell, and come again.)
Thank you… traveller…
For walking these streets…
Aquilonia breathes because of you…
Vale… et iterum veni…
You walked the stones, the marble halls,
Where ancient voices whispered calls.
Through tales of glory, blood, and flame,
You kept alive the Aquilonian name.
Echoes… (echoes!) won’t fade… (won’t fade!)
Through your steps… (through your shade!)
Spirit burns… (spirit strong!)
The roads of Rome will lead you on…
Oh, traveller… don’t let go… (don’t let go!)
The city of myths still calls your soul!
Ohhhhhhhhhh, until we meet again… (again… again!)
Vale… vale… the empire waits, my friend!
Bustling forums, shadows fall,
Dreams still whisper through marble walls.
Each story told, each voice, each flame,
Keeps this ancient world the same.
Your journey lights the past anew.
Every tale—Rome breathes through you.
Don’t fade… don’t break… the gates still wait…
Traveller… return before it’s too late!
Oh, traveller… your spirit flies! (flies!)
Through Roman roads and crimson skies!
Oh, until we meet again! (again!)
Vale… vale… the empire calls… Amen!
Vale…
Iterum veni…
Until… we… meet… again…