Текст песни Флёр - маленькие пушистые смерти

As you can I
In the cold ground to bury .
Recently warm my little friend ,
You ozhivёsh , maybe.

I heard a faint squeak ,
And I can not sleep .
Little pink paws
Scratching on the frozen ground.

I do not know where to escape
From small furry deaths.
In the palm of my heart failure
Will not be fluffy children.

I go to the market of animals ,
Buy another life
Knowing that in the future again
I will have to go through.

There is a cemetery in the garden ,
That no one knows
I think , as they will get
In his little furry paradise.

I do not know where to escape
From these furry deaths.
In the palm of my heart failure
Will not be fluffy children.

Many friends and neighbors ,
A home and garden
And I have my little furry death
In the frozen ground pounding