Aufbruch [English translation]

[Strophe 1]

In your childlike eyes 

as the flowers blossom every day 

lie great deeds

what audacious dreams have remained? 

The world hid a secret

So innocent and pure 

the magic of your cradle

should it be broken now?

In your tired eyes 

there is the world without consolation and glimmer 

in the intoxication of the day

sleeps its sages deep inside

the old heroes are so quiet

their path seems clear

So far away from the magic worlds

aren't they no longer real nowadays?

[Refrain]

A song sleeps in all things

they dream on and on

and the world starts to sing

have you just found the magic word?

See with fierce eyes

when you lift up the veil in the morning

can you give

a saint secret to the days?

The world remains sublime

a wonderful place

Just stir up the fire

and say the magic words