The dividing walls Oh’ upon it hard I hit,
The harder I hit the stronger it became I felt,
Graffiti broke and all around fell,
The sticky posters held on tight though torn,
The flowers of love under the feet crushed,
Still some up high their heads held,
And as if in a consoling prayer, swayed,
Far beyond that wall, love in the land of wind, danced,
Ah’ when walking away defeated,
Upon that wall that divided our love I looked,
Oh’ my own torn face in a never stopping smile I saw.
