Ha table clean sheet, not used up it clean
Off-white, like snow neprimyaty .
He called tempting me to draw
Anything but what - is not clear.
I take a pencil on paper, lead ,
Here is a portrait of a strange turns .
For some reason my eyes do not look at me ,
Look lovely, but very sad .
Dream girl ,
This evening is not with me you left ,
I drew you , I love you drew ,
Only and does not know your love.
I do not believe that it will be my love
And I will not see you again more ,
Without you, I live tired
And you drew , I drew you .
And my picture , I drew it ,
Suddenly your image alive , smiled .
Having said gently : " I'm sorry , you do not look "
And dove , laughing , turned.
Dream girl ,
This evening is not with me you left ,
I drew you , I love you drew ,
Only and does not know your love.
I do not believe that it will be my love
And I will not see you again more ,
Without you, I live tired
And you drew , I drew you .
And in fact, you are now with the other
And soul and body have fun with it ,
But I believe in fate , as before,
Loving, paint you .
Dream girl ,
This evening is not with me you left ,
I drew you , I love you drew ,
Only and does not know your love.
I do not believe that it will be my love
And I will not see you again more ,
Without you, I live tired
And you drew , I drew you .
Dream girl ,
This evening is not with me you left ,
I drew you , I love you drew ,
Only and does not know your love.
I do not believe that it will be my love
And I will not see you again more ,
Without you, I live tired
And you drew , I drew you .
