oh fortuna
O
Fortune,
Like the moon, you are changeable;
ever waxing and waning;
as fancy takes it
You whirling wheel, you are malevolent.
Shadowed and veiled.
You plague me too
Like the moon, you are changeable;
ever waxing and waning;
Hateful
life,
First
oppresses and then soothes as fancy takes it
Poverty
and Power,
It
melts them like ice.
Fate,
Monstrous
and empty,You whirling wheel, you are malevolent.
Well-being
is vain,
And
always fades to nothing,Shadowed and veiled.
You plague me too
Now
through the game,
I
bring my bare back to your villainy
Fate
is against me,
In
health and virtue
Driven
on and weighted down.
…always
enslaved
So at this hour, without delay,
Pluck
the vibrating strings.
Since
fate strikes down the strong man.
Everyone
weep with me.