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Godi, Fiorenza, poi che se' sì grande | 1 | Take joy, O Florence, for you are so great | |||||
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che per mare e per terra batti l'ali, | 2 | your wings beat over land and sea, | |||||
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e per lo 'nferno tuo nome si spande! | 3 | your fame resounds through Hell! | |||||
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Tra li ladron trovai cinque cotali | 4 | Among the thieves, I found five citizens of yours | |||||
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tuoi cittadini onde mi ven vergogna, | 5 | who make me feel ashamed, and you | |||||
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e tu in grande orranza non ne sali. | 6 | are raised by them to no great praise. | |||||
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