I'm painting yellow lizards, pink snakes, Crazy clouds, sirens that sing into them. The heaven gets darken out of window
I hold the heaven in my arms, on the smooth surface of walls
These mountains, these rivers are covered with ice
I called them with your name, snowstorm has hide the sky
Burning sin will rise then
Here will be flowers and forests, soon April will come
Please, be mine, please, be my purport
We are alone in all the world, right in the hearts of my paintings
All the world is invented, all the world of invented truths
I need your warmth, I want to be your purport.
Somebody's crying out of the window, somebody's called
Somebody's feet are hurrying, rains sounds like rustle of turning pages
I'm painting holiday's bright salute
Flowers, balls and flags, thousands of happy faces
Please, be mine, please, be my purports
We are alone in all the world, right in the hearts of my paintings
All the world is invented, all the world of invented truths
I need your warmth, I want to be your purport.
Somebody's crying out of the window, somebody's called
Somebody's feet are hurrying, rains sounds like rustle of turning pages
All my work is senseless without you Music and verses, noise of rain and singing of birds