暗黑的這夜 寒風吹到我翅膀
我站在貨物起卸的空地 我聽見遠處路上的呼號
那裡有各種膚色 那裡有各種鼓聲
但是並未響遍全城

那刺激的氣味 隨風吹到沒告示警號
我踱步在貨物起卸的空地 我聽見遠處路上的起動
那裡有疾呼的口號 那裡有被扭曲的生命
但是冷風卻未停

光明的 夜
寒風吹著我的翅膀
我在灣仔的穹蒼下
我是沒有名字的天使
催淚的煙令今夜變得蒼白

明亮 的夜
鼓聲敲打我的翅膀
我伸手撫摸受傷的臉
我是沒有名字的天使
蒼白的面孔告訴我往事並不如煙

我要離開嗎
我要成為人進入殘破的神的身軀嗎
風吹著
天使摺疊他的灰色翅膀
給自己取了一個憤怒的名字

A3
曲/詞 ：潘志雄
詩：鄭政恆
編曲：鄭政恆/潘志雄/陳偉發
主音/木結它：潘志雄
詩白：鄭政恆 /叉包
木結它/電結他/主音結他：鄭政恆
低音結他/drum progarmming/sampling/edow：陳偉發

Wings

In this dark night, chill wind blows my wings
I stand in the vacant land for handling cargos
I hear crying out in the road far away
There are all kinds of skin colors; there are all kinds of drumbeats
But they have not echoed the whole city yet

That simulative smell floats with the wind, without notice or warning
I walk slowly in the vacant land for handling cargos
I hear the start in the road far away
There are slogans calling stridently; there are lives being distorted
But the cold wind has not yet stopped

In the bright night
Chilling wind is blowing my wings
I am under the heavens
I am an angel without name
Tearing smoke makes tonight pale

In the shining night
Drumbeats hit my wings
I stretch out my hands to stroke the injured faces
I am an angel without name
Pale faces tell me that the past events are not like smoke

Should I leave
Should I become an human being to enter the broken body of God
Wind is blowing
Angel folds up his grey wings
Name himeself with an angry name

A3
composer/lyrics: poon chi hung
poem: matthew cheng
arrangement: matthew cheng/ poon chi hung /chan wai fat
guitar/vocal: poon chi hung
poetry reading: matthew cheng/chabao
guitar/electric guitar/vocal guitar: matthew cheng
bass/drum programming/sampling/edow: chan wai fat