Ля-ля [Lya Lya] [English translation]

Repeat again how you missed me

How you endured our minutes apart

And tell me about what you were silent

When you held my hands gently.

To me, every word is like new

All the words- they're just words

Like leaves falling from the branches

And they'll barely be able to help

Describe this day and this night

All the words- they're just words

Again twenty-five or two by two

La-la birch trees, and then catsoup.

But it's all not right, not there, not about it.

You didn't call and didn't write

It's been half an hour- maybe it's work.

But I must know and you need to yourself

Tell me how much you want to see me.

And so, word after word, it repeats again.

How to tell you about love?

Not saying words- roses, tears, carrot.

So that the blood would remember the 100 degree fever's delirium

And the most important words- there are no words!

And there are touches of electric current,

Gazes pulled up, pulled up by the veil

And with the breath of the tide against the side of the ship

But all you want is just la-la-la