Halte durch [English translation]

There are a 1000 small tears every week which gently fall on your pillow

(can you hear it coming, can you hear it coming, come on)

But you don't want to mention your grief, you want to be strong, you have to feel

(can you hear it coming, can you hear it coming, come on)

You may not stand still now, come on

You have to walk the rest of the way as well

Nearly all of your friends are at a crossroad

And face the abyss close by

ref.

Maybe I find a melody for those

With a broken heart

With an arrow in their chest, an arrow in their chest

Hold on, hold on, hold on

It will all be over

When we stand up for each other

Then the evil ghost are forced to leave

Hold on, hold on, hold on

Verse 2

What's our benefit in calls for perseverance

When we mentally wither and are being bestialized

By a thousand innerly catastrophes

I never find the suitable stanzas

How sad does your song have to be

One would have to write a lot

The grief could never fit into it

No song can be so deep

ref.

For those who don't know where to go to

Who would love to swallow poison

Who feel killed and tortured

I don't believe that our Creator wanted this

How sad does your song have to be

One would have to scream a lot