World is an inn in an inn
Soul lives it in its lifetime
It goes by just like a dream
Mankind is in deep sorrow
He cries with or without a trouble in the world
Oh you, the big old world
Are you full of sorrow?
Tell me, just tell me you mortal world
Are you overtroubled?
World turns, it's a mill
Man is a being in it
He comes today and goes tomorrow
It's an inn which gets empty and full
He cries with or without a trouble in the world