Текст песни Готическая фигня - Подфортило

In Latin:

O fortune ,
Velut moon
statu variabilis
always crescis
Auto decrescis
life detestabilis
nunc obdurat
et tunc curet
ludo mentis sciem ,
egestatem ,
potestatem
dissolvit ut glaciem .
Sors immanis
et inanis .
Rota you volubilis ,
status malus ,
vain salus
always dissolubilis ,
obumbrata
et veiled
michi quoque niteris ;
nunc per Ludum
dorsum nudum
fero tui sceleris .
Sors salutis
et virtutis
michi nunc contrary
east affectus
et defectus
always in Angaria .
Hac in hora ,
sine mora
pulsum tangite ropes ;
quod for sortem
sternit Fortem ,
mecum omnis plangite !

In Inglese :

O Fortune ,
like the moon
you are changeable ,
ever waxing
and waning ;
hateful life
first oppresses
and then soothes
as fancy takes it ;
poverty
and power
it melts them like ice .
Fate - monstrous
and empty ,
you whirling wheel ,
you are malevolent ,
well-being is vain
and always fades to nothing ,
shadowed
and veiled
you plague me too ;
now through the game
I bring my bare back
to your villainy .
Fate is against me
in health
and virtue ,
driven on
and weighted down ,
always enslaved .
So at this hour
without delay
pluck the vibrating strings ;
since Fate
strikes down the string man ,
everyone weep with me!