Текст песни Станционный Смотритель - цветы

Paint me spring with watercolors
On a sheet of paper with illusory sounds
And lie down on it near the aspen branch
I will see you across the distance

Every picture has you
In every spring you again

Baudelaire "Flowers". There is a clock on the table for a long time.
The plane will not turn back
If I left sleep as a dream
Where Van Gogh paints in silver