La fame e la danza
Ataraxia Lyrics


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Vedrò dunque scrostate gioie
usurpate perchè tanto crudeli

Respirerò mille morti che non contano
respirerò mille morti

M'immergerò nell'abisso negato
e dunque perduto, perduto

Comprenderò le roventi sfere del buio
le voraci sfere del buio

Io ballerò davanti ai potenti,
agli schiavi, ai barbari e ai faraoni
e vedrò arrivare la Fame e la Danza
e la Giustizia su una giunca sfasciata...

Rose, Serve, Sorelle
Dee di cadute e rovine
Dee della luna appena sfiorata




Dee della razza muta
non mi avete ancora perduta...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Ataraxia's song La fame e la danza, which translates to Hunger and Dance, are both cryptic and profound, evoking emotions of loss, surrender, and mystical contemplation. The first stanza speaks of "peeled-off joys" and how they are usurped or taken away by cruelty, forcing the singer to experience a thousand deaths that do not matter. The usage of the verb "respirerò" (I will breathe) gives a sense of exhaustion and inevitability, as if the singer is resigned to a fate of suffering. In the second stanza, the singer immerses herself in a "denied abyss" and hence lost. She understands the "scorching spheres of darkness" and their voracity, which could be a metaphor for existential dread or a spiritual journey. The final stanza introduces the imagery of the divine feminine in various forms, such as "Rose, Serve, Sorelle" (Rose, Servants, Sisters), and "Dee" (Goddesses) of fallen ruins and the silent race. These symbols suggest a reverence for the feminine principle that endures despite the chaos and decay that surround it.


Line by Line Meaning

Vedrò dunque scrostate gioie usurpate perchè tanto crudeli
I will see scratched joys that were stolen because they were so cruel


Respirerò mille morti che non contano respirerò mille morti
I will breathe a thousand deaths that do not count, I will breathe a thousand deaths


M'immergerò nell'abisso negato e dunque perduto, perduto
I will immerse myself in the denied abyss and therefore lost, lost


Comprenderò le roventi sfere del buio le voraci sfere del buio
I will understand the burning spheres of darkness, the voracious spheres of darkness


Io ballerò davanti ai potenti, agli schiavi, ai barbari e ai faraoni e vedrò arrivare la Fame e la Danza e la Giustizia su una giunca sfasciata...
I will dance in front of the powerful, the slaves, the barbarians and the pharaohs, and I will see Hunger, Dance and Justice arrive on a wrecked junk boat...


Rose, Serve, Sorelle Dee di cadute e rovine Dee della luna appena sfiorata Dee della razza muta non mi avete ancora perduta...
Roses, servants, sisters, goddesses of falls and ruins, goddesses of the just touched moon, goddesses of the mute race, you have not lost me yet...




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