You may be aware that the study of the Classic languages is enhoying a revival in some circles, aided by Internet technology. One discussion group recently included the following Ancient Roman people's song celebrating no less a personage than Julius Caesar himself -- it's a bit bloody, but when in Rome, do as...

Song in Honor of Caesar  Those of you who have studied with Reginald Foster are familiar with this ditty:  Ecce Caesar nunc triumphat qui subegit Galliam,  Civiumque multitudo celebrat victoriam.          Gaius Iulius Caesar noster, imperator, pontifex,          Primum praetor, deinde consul, nunc dictator, moxque rex.  En victores procedentes, laeti floribus novis,  Magna praeda sunt potiti et captivis plurimis.  Exsultantes magna voce Io triumphe! concinunt,  Dum auratum ante currum victa oppida ferunt.  Legiones viam sacram totam complent strepitu,  Capitolinumque collem scandit Caesar in curru.  O sol pulcher, o laudande! Caesarem recepimus,  Et corona triumphali honoratum vidimus.  Reginald used to have us sing it to the tune of "Clementine," which always sounded a bit hokie to me for celebrating such a great man.  The last Ides of March I passed in Rome we came up with doing it to Beethoven's "Ode to Joy," a bit more dignified, if I may say so myself.

Englsh Translation See Caesar now rides in triumph, who overthrew Gaul, and a crows of citizens celebrates his victory Our Gaius Julius Caesar, conqueror, priest, first praetor, then consul, now dictator and soon king. (Praetor was one of the official posts that every Roman politician held on his way up the ladder called the "cursus honoris", course of honor; consul was sort of like president.)  The happy people, with fresh flowers, going ahead in victories, great booty (loot) has been gotten, and a lot of captives The celebrators shout together "Hey triumph!" in a great voice,  while they bring before the gilded track the beaten towns. (One assumes this means the people of the towns, being marched through Rome in chains, as was generally done w/ conquered people. It was largely to avoid this that Cleopatra committed suicide.)  Legions fill up the sacred way with a big racket, and Caesar in a chariot climbs up the Capitoline hill. O beautiful sun, o worthy-of-praise! We have received Caesar and we have seen him honored with a triumphal crown.