I went to hell yesterday evening

To see a glimpse of you in me

Glaslow, St Gregory and snowstorm

In the royal museum of common things

There is a belonging never-achieved

Tripped by the inexperience of experience

Straight into your gaze there is a mirror

Is it the darkest of yearnings

In time is a longing

The relapse of variations

There is a sorrow in possession

This you understood so well

In the midst of

Sweet silhouette

Every one of us

Is dying together

The ashes are lovely and to dust we shall return

The stories lost and steadily gains weight

Let us drink smokes and eat debris

Let us no longer emerge to dream

By us, we are not free

Two willing culprits

Lounging on mere remarks

Remaking personal histories

Oh, to see for the first time

Drowned and living waters

Shall we find each other

Shall we dream of dreaming

何为月食 何为月明

我消失在  你曾建筑的云海

看不透的岸

一抹夕照的叶片

给情人带一束花

舞台上的一盏灯

留给回不来的人

We were reflections

Upon a pond of ice

A pixel of wants

Nothingness remains

云雀与云海的差异值

无声矩阵

解析未知的云

当雨城落下

I was standing on the edge of the font of the frames

in the states in a stature shared in a dream

Dreamed by someone else

Dreamt by some body else

cogs mechanicaliting cods

matters little, matters not

that's what we told ourselves

to trick ourselves elsewhere

Remaking the ready custom made

In wishes of fire and scarlet dawns

In shadows there was a swan

Who writes down events we didn't

Surround yourself with glitter and gold

Afraid they never might have disappear

Engulf yourself with diamonds and plumes

When once there were golds, now songs of old

By the glass shore

Unnamed hunger

Faded away from

Listless sea

千层水雾下落延绵

明灭间优柔湮灭

我愿化为一只透明的鱼

于案板上扑朔光年

Hark you happy sailor

Who drown not 

In a thousand hurricanes

But cheap Rum and wine

This is a song of a siren

Who has wings and beak

A Siren is not a mermaid

And once never was

every moment a second

every seconds one moment

as the clockwork renews

I wish I wish they wish

Cashed in clings to a klass of cosmopolitans

Molotov mocktails on Czechoslovakian ice

Once there was a whale upon the open sea

Keep the changes for another far better day