To love [bad word] fashion 
Oh, so special 
You may want to believe me 
But hey, your Alpine eyes of blue 
Here's my Siberian hymn for you 
We better stay or rather die 
La, la, la... 
Rather die 
La, la, la... 

No promises, no kiss goodbye to you 
Just keep on smiling, my lady Alpine blue 

Your slipping serpentine night 
Would cuddle us, keep us tender 
And smother warning signs 
My old mistakes should send her 
Eternity for us to try 
The dawn will tell us if we fly 
La, la, la... 
If we fly 
La, la, la... 

No promises, no kiss goodbye for you 
Just keep on smiling, my lady Alpine blue 

No promises 
No promises 
No promises 
No promises 

No promises, no kiss goodbye for you 
Just keep on smiling, my lady Alpine blue