There's a place
In The Hell
Known as Malebolge
Stone, and iron walls
Around as the turning circle
That Venedico, who sold own sister's
Dignity to his longing and avarice
Reached slowly the tall figure of Giasone
Here for having seduced Medea
Among the horde, saw that one clothed
In sh** like he veiled, others with praises
Near, a relentless soul: Taide, never
Sit nor standing, tortured by her own nails
Malibolgie ' est proprie vocabulum Auctoris
Quia numquam tale vocabulum in aliquo loco
Nec in auctoribus poetis, nec in philosophis inveni
Nec in chronicis, nec in Sacra Scriptura
Down
Circulatory running of souls
Fraudolent and malicious
Back and forth
By horned demons, beating behind
Naked