They never get past the first (also the last) chorus in advertising or gladiator movies. Translation follows.

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 in 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 strong man,

everyone weep with me!

Not the sort of thing to make one rush out and buy Gatorade.