Picture of night

Day will lie in bed so tired
Night will take guitar and will
Sit on bed so quiet, quiet
Just to sing the ballad-dream

Night is flowing, night is singing
There is silence between strings
It does not expect the worship
Life of night is drifting thing

Night is dancing between shadow
It don't want to their side
Night becomes more light, more mellow
In the middle of the night

Night's diluting paints and colors
Taking palette from the dream
Blue from sky and moonlight water
Drop of tenderness I think

Sadness soul is base color
Light hotspot from laughter your
There will be no darkness over
Only sparks of light, I'm sure

Only coal of desire
Only "won't forget you, dream"
Sprout of the trust, surefire
Drop of faith in magic thing

And insomnia sips seven
Little bit of parting our
Unrequited love as lesson
Spanish sounds of guitar

Night with brush is running softly
By the canvas closed eyes
Drawing shape of your still only
With the distance distant paths

Profile of the northern seas with liner
And the eyes like sky, deep sky
Run away from shadow, sliding,
In the alleys of the light

Everywhere is color crowd
How much the eyes and hands
Only night is drawing 'round
With the paint "I won't forget"

It's so pity, dawn will come in
And will buy the picture so
Dawn is difficile the merchant
It will wake me day before