Помоги мне [Pomogi Mne] [English translation]

You told me words of love

In a stone city,

While yellow-eyed lights

Lead us through the fog.

I couldn't love like this before -

Hot, with fire.

Inadvertently, you

Have awoken a volcano in my heart.

Help me, help me,

Call me into the yellow-eyed night,

Can't you see - it's dying, oh, my heart is dying

In the lava-breathing love.

A parrot threatened us mysteriously

With a palm branch,

While the city drank spicy cocktails,

Drank and awaited news.

You told me I was a good girl,

A nice girl,

But you failed to understand that you were joking

With a volcano of passion.

Help me, help me,

Call me into the yellow-eyed night,

Can't you see - it's dying, oh, my heart is dying

In the lava-breathing love.

The dusk smells of Jamaican rum,

Long and blue,

While the stone city is still

Drinking and awaiting news.

The sunset has painted the street once more

With divine colors,

But storm clouds are going round

The volcano of passions.

Help me, help me,

Call me into the yellow-eyed night,

Can't you see - it's dying, oh, my heart is dying

In the lava-breathing love.