[1]
 Today here, tomorrow there
 Barely arrived, I leave somewhere
 But I never had any complaint.
 I myself chose this way
 Never counting a day
 Never asked for the time anyway

[R]
Sometimes my dreams are so sad
that I wish that I had
heart to stay at one place
with other hardships to face
all years pass, without pause,
there is one driving force
nothing stays nothing stays as it was

[2]
But I don't leave you sad
after a day you forget
me as I travel off to a place
Without worries I run
It might be that someone
can remember the look on my face

[R]

[3]
 But if you do ask me why, {possibly Cockney dialect for this and the next lines}
 do I do things this way? {way like why}
 Oh, the answer is too hard to say  {s a y - a like in shy}
 what's new whithers at last
 what was right in the past
 May be wrong, you watch out, any day

[Once] [I feel home]
            [spoke]

living year after year
it appears to be clear that
nothing stays,
nothing stays that is dear {erm... wrong translation: as it was - but this is more sad!}

that I am hardly missed
soon I am off your list

that you will not miss me

That you don't miss me much,
forget me once out of touch



[I can't speak if I try,]
['cause]
[all the young things get old]
['cause what's new will get old]
[and what we have fortold]
[may be wrong from this date, anyway]