Dominus et Domina Dursley, qui vivebant in aedibus Gestationis Ligustrorum numero quattuor signatis, non sine superbia dicebant se ratione ordinaria vivendi uti neque si paenitere illius rationis.
“Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.”
I’m a sucker for Latin.
Especially in songs.
I’m not sure if it’s because I don’t understand it, yet get the feeling I’m getting the essence.
Like Vale Decem.
I didn’t know the meaning of the lyrics when I first heard it, but the meaning was beautifully transmitted anyway.
I remember listening to a CD with Celtic songs, and among all the celtic lyrics, I heard “Deus ibi est”.
And I listened closer.
I suddenly realized that even though I hardly know any Latin, I could sort of recognize each single word in a way I really can’t in say Russian or Irish.
It made me feel at home in a totally different way than any other language I don’t know.
And I don’t really know why.
Maybe just because Latin actually is very much present in almost every European language. Even the Germanic ones.
Maybe that’s one of the roots I actually have.