oh fortuna

O Fortune,
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.