Текст песни Subcultura - Рисунок

I'm painted
On the pavement
I am drawn by a child's hand for you
I am painted weightily
But wash my contours
Rain as always
Huge there
Asphalt under it
Lying and was once
Pristine
But someone was loved here
And he used this asphalt
Like a leaf
timid with shy rays
Will open the curtain of night a new dawn
and drawn in chalk
see everything for you on the asphalt bouquet
smiles, tears, thousands of windows
thousand views but only one is important
and this look is this, here it is
and drawing comes to life only under it

Play, play, dance, dance,
Take off and tai in the radiance of sonorous jets
Watch how the asphalt blossomed
Love, my friend, even bends steel

But the wind from the sea
Drove bad weather
Slap the sky
Black spotted clouds
And fleeting happiness
Suddenly slipped away like
Sunny dancing ray
I was painted
On the pavement
Was painted by a child’s hand for you
It was painted heavily
But my contours were washed away by the rain, not loving

Play, play, dance, dance,
Take off and tai in the radiance of sonorous jets
Watch how the asphalt blossomed
Love, my friend, even bends steel