Текст песни Алексей Краев - Белый

Bright tapestries pull baker:
I see colors and go on a journey.
This red - poppy, silver - mercury.
I'll read you on them.
No, not that: you have read on them.
Hair untwining and send it to sink.
Crane nesting in full, let whips.
This orange - the thrill, green - sadness.
A White - point.
He, according to the laws of physics, all colors
conglomerate.
Blue, look - hand
Yellow - overripe
sleep. You wait until.
Look now.
Is imprinted.
White, white goes.
There comes a white.
Anything goes - white.
Everything that happens - white.
is imprinted
Look yet
The white cheek
And the hand
And the back is