Lazy carillon, ...play softly
Your old recurrent refrain
The riders of the dawn
Run after pieces of glory
Ephemeral sand in time
On a wide beach of the west
You're looking for your face
On the mirror of daylight
The night is mad and true
Like a bottomless pit
Here is another hologram!
Who are you now... after all?
Puppets of the crowd, ...blind
Grey shadows on the wall
Another wall of lies
Around wall of lies
Around the square
...The square of exhibition
And you believe your name
Written on the window of the world
You're looking for your face
On the mirror of daylight
The night is mad and true
Like a bottomless pit
Here is another hologram!
Who are you now... after all?
When you're waiting for your blue prince
And your love is an empty stage
When you're giving all your soul
And your portrait is the ritual gift
Down in the city of mirrors... everywhere
There's a seductive myth
That's leading your dreams
Down in the city of mirrors... everywhere
There's another god
Shelter of your doubts
Affirmation and desire
On the human swing of fire
Down in the city of mirrors... everywhere
There's a tired actor
Lost in the fog
The power is not the way
On the human swing of fire
My lazy carillon
Play softly again...
Again your old recurrent refrain
The riders of the dawn
Run after pieces of glory
...And you're looking for your face
The night is mad and true
...And you're looking for your face
The night is mad and true
