Das Wandern ist des Müllers Lust [German translation]

The miller's joy is wandering,

is wandering!

A miller surely loses face

when staying at the same old place,

Not wandering!

The water teaches us to move,

the water!

It does not rest by night or day

continuously on its way,

the water!

We see this also with the wheels,

the mill-wheels!

They never think of standing still

and turn around with tireless will,

the mill-wheels!

The mill-stones, heavy though they are,

the mill-stones!

They like to join the merry reel

and want to turn much faster still,

the mill-stones!

Oh wandering, wandering, my delight,

Oh wandering!

Oh, Master and dear Mistress, too,

in peace I'll take my leave of you

And wander!