Fortune plango vulnera [16] [English translation]

1.

I bemoan the wounds of Fortune

with weeping eyes,

the gifts she made me

are taken away.

it is read in truth

that a fine head of hair

usually follows

with baldness.

2.

on Fortunes Throne

sitting raised up,

prosperous and

crowned with flowers

I may have flourished

successful and happy,

now i fall from the peak

deprived of glory.

3.

Fortunes wheel turns;

I fall in disgrace;

from the deep another rises;

far too high

the new king sits in turn -

let him fear ruin!

for beneathe the axel is written

Queen Hecuba.

• Artist:Carmina Burana
• Album:Carmina moralia et satirica. De avaritia