it's a wonderful interesting colour
U can see all U want just inside
maybe half of the dark but don't follow
'cause another half - bright the whole white
our lives R the same parts of colours
your decision - not choose, only feel
like the morning's in forest for flowers
those can't dream, but see real
only after 2 different cases
U will stay in the middle of gold
and U'll never forget all these places
U can't buy it and neither can sold