The trees are black and the sun is blue.
The sea is blue too
The people are ugly and beautiful and yellow
On the painting that you make,
Nothing that disturbs.
Are they okay then Jack? can you understand?
You have to paint like that.
Dad is working and mom has gone out,
Soon the TV is over.
Mother she is strict, she drives you to bed she.
But the painting you have
It must be finished first.
Are they sharks then, Jack? Do you get it?
For that, I would like to see
You, art criticism is boring and dreary.
It catches you last
ÃƒÂˇ gives some late, that the color is the wrong one,
So ignore it.
You know what you know.
Hajar'u then, Jack? Are you hajar them?
They are nothing to worry about.
Are you hajar, Jack? The ones you want
Maybe it's good.
As long as you yourself are happy, it doesn't matter what
The painting will be the same.
Ignore criticism.
Are they hajar then, Jack? Do what you want,
That's the way it is.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI