Текст песни dolphin - Художник

Look, he will draw a picture
Already paid to the canvas ground
Look how he proudly holds back
Getting ready to spill paint on canvas riot
Fawn worth admiring the sunset
In the hands of a desire in the eyes of sadness
The fallen leaves with grass kissing
So many lived so little pity.

See it opens up paint
In an instant, interrupting a long captivity
A long time ago in tubes vivid tales
It turned into a withered ashes
And eyelash brush crumbled fine
And oil flowed out of the bubble
And on canvas desert specie
Whitens black melancholy.

He thought that always has time
He built a house raised children
Treated his wife who is ill
And hide money from strangers
Fawn worth admiring the sunset
In the hands of the desire in the eyes of sadness
The fallen leaves with grass kissing
So little lived so much pity.