- published: 13 Aug 2012
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Birgu (Maltese: Città Vittoriosa or Birgu, Italian: Città Vittoriosa or Vittoriosa) is an ancient city in Malta. It played a vital role in the Siege of Malta in 1565. Its population stood at 2,758 in March 2011.
Birgu is a very old locality on the south side of the Grand Harbour in Malta, with its origins reaching back to medieval times. The city occupies a promontory of land with Fort St Angelo at its head and the city of Cospicua at its base. Birgu is ideally situated for safe anchorage, and over time it has developed a very long history with maritime, mercantile and military activities. Prior to the establishment of Valletta as capital and main city of Malta, military powers that wanted to rule the Maltese islands would need to obtain control of Birgu due to its significant position in the Grand Harbour.
Phoenicians, Greeks, Romans, Byzantines, Arabs, Normans, the Angevines, the Aragonese and the Order of the Knights of St. John all contributed to the development of Malta. Being driven out of Rhodes by the Ottoman Empire, the Knights were granted Malta as their new home. When the Knights arrived in 1530, they made Birgu the capital city of Malta, since the former capital, Mdina, was inland and did not suit their naval requirements.
Throw me hard so I hit the concrete,
Scream words that you never did mean.
Even I can't stand this evidence,
It's clear, so clear.
Ringing in my ears won't stop,
And you've been smiling all along
(Burnt out!)
(Words are weakening)
She's in it for the nicotine, boys.
More poise than perfect,
Not worth saving, only leaving.
Break me up so my heart is shattered,
Three words that you never did mean.
Even I can't stand this evidence,
It's clear, so clear.
Ringing in my ears won't stop,
And you've been laughing all along.
(Burnt out!)
(Words are weakening)
She's in it for the nicotine, boys.
More poise than perfect,
Not worth saving, only leaving.
I can sit in this room and breathe abused,
I can do without the warmth from you.
But your knifelike smile needs a victim,
Worth your while.
(Words are weakening)
She's in it for the nicotine, boys.
More poise than perfect,
Not worth saving, only leaving.
(A lonely victim)
I can do what stab wounds never do,
I can peal the skin back just for you, beautiful you.