Ольга Пирагс - Акварели - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

In the bustle of worries and random affairs, linger for a short moment. You will see how unusual the floating world is in blue. The world creates in a kind sign of the sun everywhere images of love. In the heart with a sensitive tuning fork, you catch them. As they melt, your day taking away by drip of sadness, leaving us. And a trembling sound, like a violin is tender, the soul sings with a running day full. Maybe now among passers-by you are going somewhere, and you want to comprehend simple things to comprehend the elusive essence. The blue palate of the watercolor in the portrait of the silence, drawn by the wind are dedicated to us. As they melt, your day taking away by drip of sadness, leaving us. And a trembling sound, like a violin is tender, the soul sings with a running day full. Look how transparent August hung over the trees during the day. Summer flies away, flies into a bluish height. The time of sad truths come, taking us by surprise, and the leaves will pick it up - a quiet sigh. As they melt, your day taking away by drip of sadness, leaving us. And a trembling sound, like a violin is tender, the soul sings with a running day full.