You are playing your sweet melody 
And I’m melting like sugar in tea 
You are whispering some gentle things 
Touching my naked strings 

You can read my notes, you can get my key 
You are holding me, you are playing me 

Like a bala-bala-bala-bala-layka 
I’m your bala-bala-bala-bala-layka 
Get the best of what I got 
Music from my heart 
I’m your bala-bala-bala-bala-layka 

I am trembling like a moth in the wind 
Feeling your cutting nails on my skin 
And tonight you can get every bit 
Of the music you need 

You can read my notes, you can get my key 
You are holding me, you are playing me 

Like a bala-bala-bala-bala-layka 
I’m your bala-bala-bala-bala-layka 
Get the best of what I got 
Music from my heart 
I’m your bala-bala-bala-bala-layka 

My love, my hope, my tenderness – 
Three strings you’re playing, baby, yes 
You know it’s real, you feel it’s [bad word] 
I’m singing it for you 

Like a bala-bala-bala-bala-layka 
I’m your bala-bala-bala-bala-layka 
Get the best of what I got 
Music from my heart 
I’m your bala-bala-bala-bala-layka