O Fortune, like the moon you are changeable, ever waxing and waning; hateful life first oppresses and then soothes as the sharp mind 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 – in health and virtue – is against me, 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! en.wikipedia.org/wiki/O_Fortuna https://youtube/watch?v=AdIpoE2LEps
Posted on: Thu, 21 Aug 2014 11:55:36 +0000
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