O Fortuna
Sors immanis
et inanis,
rota tu volubilis,
status malus,
vana salus
semper dissolubilis;
obumbrata
et velata
mihi quoque niteris;
nunc per ludum
dorsum nudum
fero tui sceleris.
dread destiny and empty fate,
an everturning wheel.
who make adversity and fickle health,
alike turn to nothing.
in the dark and secretly,
you work against me.
how through your trickery my naked back is turned to you unarmed.