Cales was an ancient city of Campania, in today's comune of Calvi Risorta in southern Italy, belonging originally to the Aurunci/Ausoni, on the Via Latina.
The Romans captured it in 335 BC and established a colony with Latin rights of 2,500 citizens. Cales was initially the centre of the Roman dominion in Campania. To the period after 335 belong numerous silver and bronze coins with the inscription Caleno. It was an important base in the war against Hannibal, and at last refused further contributions for the war. Before 184 BC more settlers were sent there. After the Social War it became a municipium. The fertility of its territory and its manufacture of black glazed pottery, which was even exported to Etruria, made it prosperous. At the end of the 3rd century BC it appears as a colony, and in the 5th century (AD) it became an episcopal see, which (jointly with Tano since 1818) it still is, though it is now a mere village. The cathedral, of the 12th century, has a carved portal and three apses decorated with small arches and pilasters, and contains a fine pulpit and episcopal throne in marble mosaic. Near it are two grottos, which have been used for Christian worship and contain frescoes of the 10th and 11th centuries. Inscriptions name six gates of the town: and there are considerable remains of antiquity, especially of an amphitheatre and theatre, of a supposed temple, and other edifices.
Calès (Occitan: Calés) is a commune in the Dordogne department in Aquitaine in southwestern France.
I suck from the cup of old age
Accompanied by my girlfriend Darkness
Hidden by night I am hunting the invisible
Through the eye of beast of prey I look at the beginning.
My spirit is as old as time itself
And it likes to wander among stars
Falls through freezing universe were inspired in me
My eyes are cold forever now
But my ego behind the horizon of eternity
Is seeing the grievances and is screaming.
Burn my blood.
Burn it, you, whose sense of living is to forget
You, who have faithful lies and death at their heels
And your soil gives birth to worms merely.
Today the whole sky is dimmed by impenetrable sadness
Red drops are falling through cosmos.