Олег Сапегин - Я рисую словами. слова Юлии Вихаревой - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I draw landscapes - but in words, not with paints, they lie on the sheets with a light syllable. I draw the meadow that the sun is caressed, or the bushes covered with holes with holes. Hold their fingers with a feather. Like an artist with a brush, I put the paintings on the canvas with strokes: the old city washed in them in a long -legged rain, and in the lights he burns over the river bridge. No, I do not write oil, but my soul and thoughts, a wave of a pen - my picture comes to life. Cranes fly in it over the plains clean and they smoke, behind them. So many colors in my palette fit - in millions of tones, I can mix them. I draw in words ... And how it turns out, not to an artist, this is, but to decide people.