（1）The Clock Of Time

Deafened by the sound

Of the falling mute words,

That matured in the womb

Of my inner self for many years.

I roll through the moor of the past,

I catch madly with my eyes

Every single shade of blade of grass

Of my decisions in the past

Crawling through the maze of thoughts.

Yet above my head circles a silver bird

Reminding me that the clock of time is racing ahead

Without any break or interval.

时钟

被一种声音躁动，

是着墨的冷静文字发出，

于我内心深处，

恐怕它已早就成熟。

我穿越了 旧时的旷野，

我用眼睛 疯狂地去捕。

每一片细草，

每一段 过去的决定，

在思想的迷宫中 爬行匍匐。

然而于我头上 正盘旋着一只银色的鸟呵，

提醒着我 时间的变奏 正在飞驰，

不会有任何的停止与隔阻。

（2）If I Didn't Love You

If I didn't love you at all,

Or just a little and not enough,

I wouldn't be a silence of the storm

Which rolls through your mind and soul.

I wouldn't build a nest for us,

I wouldn't be that winged bird,

That takes you in pleasure to the afterlife,

So that you can be reborn time after time.

若我从未爱过你

若我从未爱过你，

或只爱一点 亦不足以，

我不会是 暴风雨中的沉默，

于你思想共灵魂之中翥翼。

我不会 为我们建设，

我不会 是那只展翅的鸟儿，

共你 同去享受来世的盼望，

这样 你就可复转般 重生结缔。