Fake - Brick (1985)

Where will I find you
On the other side of the tightrope Writing about your fear
As a "Visit with the exiled writers"
You survived all the burning fields of dissidents in the East
And arrived as the beauty into the gap with me.

Another brick is falling from the isle of you
Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you
Another brick is falling from the isle of you
Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you

Stay under the Lama in our grand parade
It's not like Mardi Gras it's more like a passion
Not a revolution in your sign
In the ashes of a knight the part was played
A drama gripped in fright behind the curtain
About those who stayed too long

Another brick is falling from the isle of you
Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you
Another brick is falling from the isle of you
Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you

Can you imagine, a flower, with petals of steel?
and you as its pistil, surrounded
Can you imagine?
Kannst du dir vorstellen?

Another brick is falling from the isle of you
Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you
Another brick is falling from the isle of you
Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you

Présentation graphique : Ludovic PICAVET