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 ah ah ah)

Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you (another brick ah ah ah)

Another brick is falling from the isle of you (another brick ah ah ah)

Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you

Stay under the llama 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 ah ah ah)

Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you (another brick ah ah ah)

Another brick is falling from the isle of you (another brick ah ah ah)

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 ah ah ah)

Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you (another brick ah ah ah)

Another brick is falling from the isle of you (another brick ah ah ah)

Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you