Текст песни Михаил Боярский - Художник

Black, white, blue, red
Gray, yellow and green
Draws with a brush at dawn
A sophisticated painter.

And when in the heavenly bowl
The colors of the day will play
I pray that passion paint
He painted me
Me.

Cheerful and sonorous,
Simple and sad
With a golden ray,
At dawn, a skilled violinist.

And when in the heavenly bowl
The tunes of the day will sound
I pray that with a note of passion
He made me happy
Me.

But alas, daytime colors
Very shaky and fragile.
Dresses evening mask
Like a midnight clown

And hanging black curtains,
Builds the night the rest of the day
To push them apart in the morning
And please me
Me, me.