two hundred & fifty four

Transit aetas,
Volant anni,
Nostri damni
Causa sumus:
Vivit anima immortalis
Si vitalis
Amor, ignis, cuncta fumus. 

 Life passes,
the years fly past;
of our misfortunes
we are ourselves the cause.
The soul lives on, immortal,
while this life’s
love and passion are as smoke.