[Lyric] масло чёрного тмина – elimai English Translation (Genius English Translations)

[Translation of «elimai» (my people)]

[Intro]
(Elimai)
Elimai

[Verse]
"May I make your pipe?" she asked (Ah?)
When I opened my eyes she had lit the lamp, uh-huh
She bent over the flame, heating the small paste of opium, twirling her needle
The lamplight made her skin the colour of dark amber
You still don't smoke? No. Albums? No. Vinyls?
She was kneading the little ball of hot paste on the convex margin of the bowl
There is no smell like it
The lamp lit her face as shе tended the long pipе
Bent above it with the serious attention she might have given to a child
I was fond of my pipe, can't think about anyone
More than two feet of straight bamboo
Ivory at either end
Everything is clear as daylight, there is nothing to worry about
Nothing to worry about at all, tmin, tmin
To love and die in the land that is like you
There, where the ships slept
Do you mind?
I'm sorry! Let me through!
I wish you luck
With all that it implies
A dream and another thousand of little things
Cold tea, goodbye
I laughed and heard a strike of a match
I shut my eyes and she was again the same as she used to be
The hiss of steam, she was a certain hour of the night, a prayer
The promise of rest
[Outro]
Elimai
Elimai
Elimai
Elimai