Den ständiga resan [English translation]

When I think about the constant journey through life,

When it always feels like Fall,

When the wind is slowly turning northward,

And the flowers are dying,

It starts raining in my dreams.

I have to travel again and look for consolation,

I need to look for an encouraging word;

I have to travel again to next Fall,

The continuing journey to next Fall.

When I wander down life's rocky road,

When it feels like I'm carrying the weight of the world,

Then the sun slowly hides behind the clouds,

And the word is farewell,

Soon begins the snow to fall in my dreams.

I have to travel again and find consolation,

I have to look for an encouraging word;

I have to travel again to next Fall

The constant journey to next Fall,

Oh, the constant journey to next Fall.