On the search for the Seventh Heaven,
You can also easily fall very far.
If the parachute is no longer present,
Thump down on the bedrock of Hell. [1]
Every ending is a beginning.
Every night will go by at some point.
Whoever lies on the floor, must simply get back up.
I'll bounce back [2]
I'll get back up
I'll bounce back
Because I'm running for my life.
I believed it wouldn't continue.
Death is a standstill
I'll bounce back.
The light on the horizon is dawn.
I was probably a dreamer,
no longer moving.
I had even suspected that I would be a quitter.
The knife is deep in the back of whoever stands up with it.
The filth of the world, with which I'm racing against,
Is sticking to my hands.
I'll bounce back.