If feelings have any colors? Really, mates, I don't know But when you laugh by the soul with friends, with native at home it probably lightly burning by pearl If suddenly jealous eyes narrowed From anger stormy inside, That feeling is probably burning with bloody-magenta light Grief wears in smoky bitter Happiness - sunny-gold Well, in the world of senses so many coloured roads! And only you really know which of them leads you through life, just never exchange BRIGHTS COLORS on colorless lie...