Текст песни Павел Кашин - Я тебя рисую...

I paint you with the wind
In the sky with large strokes
I will use an antique meter
I rise above the clouds
And when your smile
Overshadows our countries
I will understand - my mistake
Even I can't afford

Drink the wind, evil horses,
Breaking with crystals
Out of breath from the chase
Scatter over the fields
Life has played a cruel joke
Having driven us into their own nets,
We lie at the bottom of the stomach
Darkness of millennia

I paint you with the wind
With seven league syllables
I recognize you in generous
Burn hearts under the lines,
And when it doesn't hurt anymore
I will let you go like a bird
A shadow that fell limply
To a desolate page

I paint you with the wind
In the sky with large strokes
I will use an antique meter
I rise above the clouds
And when your smile
Overshadows our countries
I will understand - my mistake
Even I can't afford