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A painter lived alone
He had canvases and a house
He loved an actress the one
Who liked different flowers,
So he sold all his paintings
And sold his only one house
And all that money, he spent
On a whole sea of flowers
Million, million, million scarlet roses
You see, you see, you see from the window
Who is in love, is in love, is in love - is able
To turn the whole life into flowers for you
Million, million, million scarlet roses
You see, you see, you see from the window
Who is in love, is in love, is in love - is able
To turn the whole life into flowers for you
In the morning you'll look out the window
Thinking you've gone crazy,
You'll see the square is full of flowers
Like in your mind fancy,
Your heart will palpitate:
What a rich man creates wonders here?
But then you'll see the poor painter
So shyly standing there
Million, million, million scarlet roses
You see, you see, you see from the window
Who is in love, is in love, is in love - is able
To turn the whole life into flowers for you
Million, million, million scarlet roses
You see, you see, you see from the window
Who is in love, is in love, is in love - is able
To turn the whole life into flowers for you
The meeting was very short,
A train took her away into night,
But once a great many roses
Already were in her life,
The artist has stayed alone
He suffered a lot of troubles
But in his life there was
A whole sea of the flowers
Million, million, million scarlet roses
You see, you see, you see from the window
Who is in love, is in love, is in love - is able
To turn the whole life into flowers for you
Million, million, million scarlet roses
You see, you see, you see from the window
Who is in love, is in love, is in love - is able
To turn the whole life into flowers for you