A lifecycle of a lower grade prostitte in the ancient Rome.

Lyrics:

Esuriosa lupa, per vicos clamas,
Ridet populus, quia te iam omnes amant.
Vinum bibis, cadis, rursus stas,
Cinaedi te trahunt, et clamat omnis urbs:
Abi hinc, stulta lupa, Roma non tua est!

Lunatica meretrix, sub luna saltas,
Pecuniam petis, sed nullus iam dat.
Senes te fugiunt, pueri te rident,
Crispas capillos, speras miraculum,
Sed sola manes, stulta lupa infelix!

Miseranda scortum, mane sola sedes,
Frigus et umbra tibi nunc soli sunt.
Amici tui vento fugerunt,
Et marmora fori sussurrant lente:
„Tempus abit, stulta lupa, nihil eras.

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Lyrics in ENG:
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Hungry she‑wolf, you cry through the streets,
The people laugh, for they all already know you.
You drink wine, you fall, you stand again,
Sodomites drag you, and the whole city shouts:
Go away, foolish she‑wolf, Rome is not yours!

Moon‑mad harlot, you dance under the moon,
You beg for money, but no one gives anymore.
Old men flee from you, boys laugh at you,
You curl your hair, hoping for a miracle,
But you remain alone, unhappy foolish she‑wolf!

Wretched whore, in the morning you sit alone,
Cold and shadow are now your only companions.
Your friends have fled with the wind,
And the marbles of the forum whisper softly:
"Time passes, foolish she‑wolf, you were nothing."


Lupa = she-wolf = whore, since lupanar means brothel ( whorehouse ).
The word has other meanings, both ordinary and noble, but not in this context.

Stulta Lupa - Balad of a prostitute - in Latin ( Not for common people! )

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