O Fortune, like the state of the moon you are changeable, ever waxing and waning; hateful life now oppresses and then soothes as fancy takes it; poverty and power it melts them like ice.
The first sentence of the song. astoundingly beautiful
leondevalladares 1 year ago
O Fortune, like the state of the moon you are changeable, ever waxing and waning; hateful life now oppresses and then soothes as fancy takes it; poverty and power it melts them like ice.
The first sentence of the song. astoundingly beautiful
leondevalladares 1 year ago