Текст песни LynM - Искусством об Искусствсе

Culture quiet word
But sometimes brighter stars
The artist writes music
On the old bridge

The canvas and the hardness of the hands
And the colors of music game
The silence is heard the sound of the heart
Yes, the night almost fell

Chorus:
Play art about art
And the color of the sound strive to write
It's not in the mind but in the sense of
You embody the feelings beris

An artist friend was not lazy
You take the fiddle
Yes, in what feels Peer
And pick up notes

Hear the sound of painting
After all, everyone is given
Sounds because everything that is around
But many still

Chorus 2x .