No Past Land - Russian Red (罗素红)

If my hands weren't there' like I saw in the stream

Of the drawings been made on a full colour screen

If they weren't to be found' then what else could I be

If your hands weren't there' like I saw in my dreams

& the poets we made' had all gone' disappeared

Then what else' then what else could I be

If your hands & my hands strolled together around

If they were to make friends we'd be possibly up

To escape from this world' from this no past land

If I looked in the windows while walking pass through

If I stared at the willows with my seven black truths

If my eyes were to see what belongs to your mind

If you'd like' keep perceiving what lies on my back

And your eyes will shine through the glass of my wine

And the windows' the willows' the pillows' and your mouth

If your hands & my hands strolled together around

If they were to make friends we'd be possibly up

To escape from this world' from this no past land