Текст песни Deadушки - Плюшевый ад

Plot my tigers ...
And white horses ...
Save on the castle ...
And whipping wagons ...
Casting feathers ...
From my wings ...
We do not need ...
We are alone for two ...

Plush hell, plush hell,
Pleasant thoughts on the shelves lie.
And you forget that he is cramped,
Only fell into a plush hell.

Sleep until noon ...
Color from dream ...
In the evening tears ...
But not seriously ...
At night lunch ...
A drop of wine ...
Do not worry...
You are not alone...

Plush hell, plush hell,
Pleasant thoughts on the shelves lie.
And you forget that he is cramped,
Only fell into a plush hell.