I live in the best of all worlds!
I need no shelter.
The earth is my bed, the sky, my roof,
The forest, my walls, a ditch, my grave,
Though chills run down my back.

But I’m just fine.
I’m happy to live in this land,
In a ditch, at the very bottom,
Where silence reigns.

Sunrays warm me, no need for firewood,
Too bad, though, they can’t fix the roof
In this best of all worlds,
Because now and then it rains.
 

But I feel great!
If you don’t believe me, just drop by,
Take a seat, but don’t complain,
And don’t wake wake me up.

Everything is just fine, to my liking,
Praise the Lord!
I’ve still got another notch on my belt,
And could still ride a horse,
If I only had one.

But I’m just fine!
My troubles are not worth mentioning,
I make the guitar sing,
And can sing, myself, three days non-stop.
Just listen to me!