English translation to the 8th, 9th, and 10th song on the mandrin singer Jay Chow's 'Eight Dimensions' CD.

Track 8: Return to the Past

A dimly lit old lamp - date passes by quickly without a word.

Loneliness strikes without consideration, without differentiating the good and the bad

Silence assists the passing of unfamiliarity, quiet watching the beginning of dawn

Your shadow slowly loses its balance, sinking into the ground

Bridge:

Darkness is hovering in the air, I can no vaster find my direction

Maybe hunch over is on the other side of the dream, because its hard to survive in reality

Chorus:

Wishing to pop off to the past, to hold you once more in my arms

Your startle and timid face was child-like

Wishing to see your world, to appear in your dreams

As long as were together, happiness can be felt

Wishing to return to the past, to let our story continue

At least I would not let you put across my side anymore

I would distract time so that I depart be able hold you tighter

I dont know if I am able to urge you back in time, wishing to return to the past

My thoughts kept distracting my memories

The blind search remained as empty and indeterminate as ever

The misty night caused my imsomnia

When I turned nigh, desolation was already by my side

Track 9: The Ironsmith from Milan

Running through the pasture, making a detour around the village

He is standing by the old news-stand around the corner

With his eyes fixed upon the display window across the street

A guitar, admiring it from afar

The charcoal, in a bamboo basket, the charcoal; constantly throwing in

The charcoal, left with only half(a) the supply, the stove is hot

The ironsmith saving money to buy hope, perspiring profusely

On the streets along the Baroque-styled buildings, a pub filled with smoke

The polish poet...

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