Careful, crossroads!
Careful, crossroads!
On the sidewalk, drawn by the hands of children
I see a hopscotch made of faded chalk lines
A cross of rectangular fields, and in their walls
Heaven and hell are waiting for me!
Jump!
A rule tells you how
Jump!
You don’t need any imagination
No matter what, don’t touch the walls!
Your face speaks volumes,
Because you never see the light at the end!
Like a floor plan, the drawing points out the boundaries
Everything looks like child's play only at first
There are no steps without consequences
Pay attention to where you step in this house!
(Refrain)
Is it not so with all the paths that we choose?
Rarely are they drawn on the pavement
What does that cross want to tell me without words?
And do I care if my future shines bright?
(Refrain)
Careful, crossroads!
Careful, crossroads!