Текст песни UP'рель - Белый, пушистый

She went to the open window
And nothing more
And nothing more

Disappeared, having covered February of
And even if he was?
And even if he was?

Otstёgivaya wings at night
He drank his tea in silence
Imperfect body, hiding in a sheet
She led him away into the bedroom

White fluffy
such a pure
Night short
hold the wings
Nobody sees
Dawn is not yet

How many feathers in the closet
And on the couch, on the floor
And so far it is not clear
That did not like him
This is not said
And it is not sung.
Died, rather fall
And it what to do with this silence?

This silence tortured
Many people on the planet. You know -
There is nothing worse
Uncertainty. grown
Will tomorrow, but now,
Forgetting about the breakfast,
Yelling in his open window:

White fluffy
such a pure
Soon the sunset
The window is open
I know you hear
Move back