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Carl Orff - Fortune plango vulnera (Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi) (English Translation) LyricsI bemoan the wounds of Fortune
With weeping eyes
For the gifts she made me
She perversely takes away
It is written in truth
That she has a fine head of hair
But, when it comes to seizing an opportunity
She is bald
On Fortune's throne
I used to sit raised up
Crowned with
The many-colored flowers of prosperity;
Though I may have flourished
Happy and blessed
Now I fall from the peak
Deprived of glory
The wheel of Fortune turns:
I go down, demeaned;
Another is raised up;
Far too high up
Sits the king at the summit --
Let him fear ruin!
For under the axis is written
Queen Hecuba