~~We've reached a turning point in our story, dear audience. Sheep are goin to market, the Basque went to town in a little rowboat, the Owls have the mountain owl to themselves agin, the snow has melted, the horses are free to cavort and frolic until winter, Guy and Lucise have done their deals, the Chilean sheepherders are off on holiday in Mexico... 
((...and Jack and Ennis are about to go their separate ways. The Wheel of Fortune is spinning, and the orchestra and the newly hired choir are picking up it's tune...))
O Fortuna (Chorus) O Fortune!!! O Fortuna                      O Fortune,
velut luna                      like the moon
statu variabilis,               you are changeable,
semper crescis               ever waxing
aut decrescis;                and waning;
vita detestabilis              hateful life
nunc obdurat                 first oppresses
et tunc curat                  and then soothes
ludo mentis aciem,         as fancy takes it;
egestatem,                     poverty
potestatem                    and power
dissolvit ut glaciem.         it melts them like ice.
Sors immanis                  Fate - monstrous
et inanis,                         and empty,
rota tu volubilis,                you whirling wheel,
status malus,                   you are malevolent,
vana salus                       well-being is vain
semper dissolubilis,          and always fades to nothing,
obumbrata                       shadowed
et velata                           and veiled
michi quoque niteris;          you plague me too;
nunc per ludum                 now through the game
dorsum nudum                  I bring my bare back
fero tui sceleris.                to your villainy.
Sors salutis                       Fate is against me
et virtutis                          in health
michi nunc contraria,          and virtue,
est affectus                       driven on
et defectus                        and weighted down,
semper in angaria.              always enslaved.
Hac in hora                        So at this hour
sine mora                          without delay
corde pulsum tangite;          pluck the vibrating strings;
quod per sortem                 since Fate
sternit fortem,                    strikes down the string man,
mecum omnes plangite!      everyone weep with me!
↓(Play me!!)