O Fortuna - Carmina Burana

Always you increase, or decrease;
Detestable life
Now hard and then kind
I play the game of the mind,
Poverty, power
It dissolves like ice

Fate, monstrous and empty
You whirling wheel,
Evil state, vain salvation
Always dissoluble
Shaded and veiled
You strive also for me;
Now through the game, bare back
I bear your wickedness.

Fate is against me
In health and virtue
Driven on and weighted down
Always enslaved.
In this hour without delay
Touch the beating heart;
Which fate crushes the strong,
Mourn with me all!