Sors immanis, et inanis, rota to volubilis
Status malus, vana salus, semper dissolubilis
Obumbrata
Et elata, michi 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