Текст песни Paul Baldhill - Плюшевый

I have created from the plush,
Suede and plastic.
Hands grandfather, the girls that I was sheltered.
Long night in her bed, I spent
Do not worry. Her dream is more expensive.

Probably because the Bears
I do not know how to write poetry and sing ...

I'm your toy -
Teddy bear.
You're not even a girl,
A norushka mouse.

I'm getting old and she grew up,
Suppose I was younger.
On the patch my body,
pimples on her skin.
I was thrown to the ceiling
In the box to have forgotten,
What she has someone's favorite,
who all spoke.

Eternity in the dark ...
I hear a faint hissing sound and strong grinding.
Ray of light here is another, another.
The sharp nose and a mustache,
The smell of cheese and sausages.
Since then, the two of us TER
In the box of the shoe live.