do it or die Quit dreaming this is real life baby Real life's the only life what's it all about Quit dreaming this is real life baby Way out on the
Real To Real Cacophony Echo Echo Endlessly Satellites Communicate Pick Up Signal Then Translate Real To Real Cacophony Transmission For You And Me Satellites
You know that it hurts These things that you say but I'll be alright Don't lose your faith just swallow your pride tonight God only knows this place is
Shadows in your room Like a ghost you never see Look in to the one You love if you're afraid of me Ghettos in his eyes He plays a torch song melody Listen
Secrets of lovers whisper tonight Broken down angel Got lost in the cold daylight City is screaming, I look for your eyes Someone to lean on through
Time, way out of line A whole nation waits outside The rhythm of tomorrow Dance away their sorrows tonight Lost, broken and scarred Prisoner waits outside
Africa You say you're surprised I thought I'd write today Pieces of my life That time can't fade away Land lies dry, Africa Clouds roll by, Africa
, do it or die" Quit dreaming, this is real life baby Real life's the only life, what's it all about Quit dreaming, this is real life baby Way out on
Don't need the money nothing can buy All that I feel under the skies Shadows were falling, my heart beat inside We walk through the fields to the rivers
Real to real cacophony Echo, echo, endlessly Satellites communicate Pick up signal then translate Real to real cacophony Transmission for you and me
Summer's gone, winter's in your eyes I can feel the thunder storms inside I wake every morning and the cold winds cover me All I've got's a ghost of what
You know my heart beats rhythm And my dreams still take me higher I've traveled round the world But they can't cure my desire The city looks pretty tonight
The lights of the motel shine on to me This is the land of the brave, sad and the lonely The last ride's coming to me I can feel it A new life screaming
Shots ring out in Paris, the bells ring out in Rome Photo's in the paper, buy you're getting old Footsteps in the car park he's the governor of the night
Spirit of the girl I know's in front of me I brought her home, it's where she'd want to be Picture of some strange tattooed bird on her thigh Shine on
Traduction: Simple Minds. Real Life.
