O Fortuna, velut luna, statu variabilis
Semper crescis aut decrescis; vita detestabilis
Nunc, obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem
Egestatem, potestatem dissolvit ut glaciem.
Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis,
Status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis
Obumbrata, et velata michi quoque niteris;
Nunc per ludum dorsum nudum fero tui sceleris.
Sors salutis et virtutis michi nunc contraria,
Est affectus et defectus semper in angaria.
Hac in hora sine mora corde pulsum tangite;
Quod per sortem sternit fortem, mecum omnes plangite!
2007-04-19 03:02:16 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous in Society & Culture ➔ Languages
Thanks everyone for your help.
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2007-04-19 04:15:29 · update #1
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O Fortune,
Like as the moon
you change
always increasing
or decreasing;
the detestable life
now hard
and then easy
with your games sharpens
poverty,
power
dissolves like ice.
Often great
and empty,
your revolving wheel,
an evil state,
vain health
always dissolving,
hiding
and hidden
you also strive for me
now by game,
a lost shirt
I guiltily take because of you.
Often my health
and my virtue
are now contrary for me,
affected
and defective
always in torment;
In this hour
without delay
take the pulse of my heart,
which through fate
sheoverthrows my strength:
weep all of you with me.
2007-04-19 03:37:18 · answer #1 · answered by * 3 · 2⤊ 0⤋
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Can someone please translate these lyrics to english?
O Fortuna, velut luna, statu variabilis
Semper crescis aut decrescis; vita detestabilis
Nunc, obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem
Egestatem, potestatem dissolvit ut glaciem.
Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis,
Status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis
Obumbrata, et velata michi...
2015-08-19 12:13:24 · answer #2 · answered by Melissia 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Semper Crescis
2016-12-18 07:44:43 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
O Fortune, like the moon of ever changing state, you are always waxing or waning; hateful life now is brutal, now pampers our feelings with its game; poverty, power, it melts them like ice.
Fate, savage and empty, you are a turning wheel, your position is uncertain, your favour is idle and always likely to disappear; covered in shadows and veiled you bear upon me too; now my back is naked through the sport of your wickedness.
The chance of prosperity and of virtue is not now mine; whether willing or not, a man is always liable for Fortune's service. At this hour without delay touch the strings! Because through luck she lays low the brave, all join with me in lamentation!
2007-04-19 04:02:41 · answer #4 · answered by martox45 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Although you have left me in the abandonment Although already you have died all illusions. in time I come to decirte my tastes in choir, in my dreams you like in my dreams you like of blessings.
2016-03-18 22:33:51 · answer #5 · answered by ? 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Raise your hand if you hate Carmina Burana.
It sounds attractive at first, but on second listening it's only percussion and bravado. Very empty and disappointing.
2007-04-19 03:58:42 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 5⤋
Is that Latin?
2007-04-19 03:05:47 · answer #7 · answered by lolliepop 2 · 0⤊ 2⤋