Текст песни Герда Эбергардт - Пастель

Pastel will transfer the bends of your fingers,
Your hands mighty, your eyes messy
Your lips gentle, your soft shoes.
Draw you. Let's still, more.

Your portrait will stand out
Among hundreds of thousands of paintings, eye attracting.
I just tried to make a similar,
After all, once told me: "You can"

one.
Box of colored chalks, you donated,
Lies under the ceiling, and well, let me!
I'll figure it out what and draws
Your eyelashes and nearby barefoot

2.
After a thousand thousand you sketches
One portrait will come out as from the photo.
It will be hung on one of the steep parties.
That came out your biography.

It's happiness when someone looks and finds out
Perematoy my feelings
For yourself and no one is not even arguing.
Here they are my art.