Хочешь? [Khochesh'?] [English translation]

I beg of you, don’t ever die,

or else next seconds follow I.

You’ll off the ground to heavens fly,

I fear I am not fit for sky.

Will you eat oranges so sweet?

Or hear the endless tales upbeat?

I swear I’ll blow up starry sky

that will not let you restful lie.

Hold tight to life, please don’t let go,

I’m still alive with you, you saw.

My love will rescue us in tow

Or do your wish to sail off far?

Or music want to hear stellar?

Of next door who disrupt your sleep

will not for long their heartbeats keep.

Replace your lamp with Sun I’ll get,

White Alps will move here ‘til sunset.

Will all my songs of you - give up,

If that you want - will all give up.

Replace your lamp with Sun I’ll get,

White Alps will move here ‘til sunset.

Will all my songs of you - give up,

If that's your wish - will all give up.