Intro [Die Mutigen] [English translation]

The ice is thin, you go on the ice

Don't worry about what you know

While I'm still searching the net

you're already looking for the next rope

And I look anxiously upward

and hear how you scream at me:

I may be risking my head

I could be standing at your door with bloody hands

And maybe I'll need you then,

to set broken bones

But as far as I know, those with the good stories are

Always the Brave.

Once again on feather-light feet

High from the rush of adrenaline

With a fiery wind

instead of a watery back.

Don't let the fear of failure crush my chances.

I may be risking my head

I could be standing at your door with bloody hands

And maybe I'll need you then,

to set broken bones

But as far as I know, those with the good stories are

Always the Brave.

Yeah Yeah yeah yeah,

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

The ice is thin

You go on the ice.