Do you see this world He changes the color on the palette every morning. The artist in the sky He paints with mother-of-pearl The light is a little colder on the clouds .. Become the wind, fly over the sea The wind knows no boundaries He's free and that's how he works - A traveling companion of migratory birds … What to expect from autumn? She doesn't know herself. It comes every year, just like the first time. And leto, smiling, understands Now it's a different shade of eye color.... Become the wind, fly over the sea The wind knows no boundaries He's free and that's how he works - A traveling companion of migratory birds …