Everytime I'm going out
I shield myself with precaution
because I know that there's a jungle outside
where you are either predator or prey
and the wild beasts buzz
who to trust?
watching for a signal
I walk carefully
because I don't want to be
the next bite
And it's true that one must be
alert and prepared
To face the dangers
that may hurt us
but there can always be,
in suspense and stalking,
sharks in the forest
and foxes in the sea
I never try to find
witches where there aren't any
but I prefer to not give an edge
to a predator dressed as an angel
who's offering jewelry
how to know?
It's just that so much foresight
Won't keep us from finding
deceit and treason
where we least expect it
It's true that one must be
alert and prepared
To face the dangers
that may hurt us
but there can always be,
in suspense and stalking,
sharks in the forest
and foxes in the sea
They tell me in an accusing tone
that I'm a sinner for being farsighted
that so much caution makes no sense
and that prudence is the daughter of failure
And of course one must risk it
Jump over the wall
a boat is very safe at the port
but it was made to sail
I don't know if I'll meet
a fairy or a dragon
But just in case, I carry
many arrows and a flower
It's true that one must be
alert and prepared
To face the dangers
that may hurt us
but there can always be,
in suspense and stalking,
sharks in the forest
and foxes in the sea
sharks in the forest
foxes in the sea
sharks in the forest
sharks in the forest
foxes in the sea