Текст песни Собаки Качалова - Пух

Poured on top of fluff
Tolley snow, or arrows
I seem to have beheld
Two vzmahnuvshih wing
That someone was flying
Surprisingly white
That someone was flying
Definitely ready to fall
He whirled in the night
Under the waning moon
Touching the trees
And the roof of houses
He asked the manager
Meeting with you
He asked, but manager
Was inexorably severe ...

Poured from the top down, poured fluff
At yesterday's friends
Yesterday's girlfriends
Poured on top of fluff

And then he sat down
On the nearest roof
Cut off the wings and dropped
Threw a halo in the sky
He went down there
Where were you closer
He went down there
To where you laughed at him

Belated passer-treated cigarette
With pleasure he started smoking again
And then he lost his last coin
Buying wine to have nowhere to call

Poured from the top down, poured fluff
At yesterday's friends
Yesterday's girlfriends
Poured on top of fluff

Calendar days of the week changed
But it's not held Monday
He slept like an angel who has reached the bed
He fell asleep because
No longer have the strength

Poured from the top down, poured fluff ...