O’ Fortuna
Like the moon
Stands constantly changing
Ever waxing
Ever waning
Hateful life stands constantly oppressed
Poverty and power
It melts their hearts like ice
Fate monstrous, and empty
You whirling wheel
Stands malevolent
Well being is vain, and fades to nothing
Shadowed and veiled
You plague me too
Now through the game
I bare my back to your villainy
Fate in health and in virtue
Is now against me
Driven on, and weighted down
Always enslaved
So at this hour without delay
Pluck the vibrating string
Since though fate strikes down the strong
Everyone weep with me