Текст песни Радиограмма - Вслед за кистью

After the brush

After brushing busy Moon, cinnabar and silk.
Shadows of clouds on a pale gray background with the smell of the wind.
All I said to you in the morning, it was just a wave,
Terebyaschey boat on the River, written by your hand.

Tucked away in the shadow of your sage with a bucket at the barely visible steps.
That all finally caught, done in the bucket hole.
Reflection in the window multiply rocky garden
Only dawn, the moon and you have enough to think

He ran track in the water, the moon looked into his eyes,
I guess who is on the boat, recognized all over himself,
The old man in the shadows, in the baby, dozed off behind the window,
After a brush, paint, and your hand penetrated the house to sleep.