Like an oasis to feet sore from the road,
The city appears - like a wraith - the city so worn and old.
His Majesty nurtured it like an eagle ready for flight.
His Majesty protected it with his strength and his might.

My home stands tall like a jewel from afar.
It’s Rome! As constant as the Northern Star
Is its road and its streets - SPQR!

It has been a long journey,
My heart is set on home.
And I have nothing to fear,
For all roads lead to Rome.