If I was a king of Asia I would give you all the gold there is
But I'm not even prince of Persia, all I have is love and dreams
Let me show you land of legends, land of honeymoon and rising sun
I am not as rich as Ali Baba, but I promise we'll be having fun

I'll take you to Bali the gem of Java Sea
Then we'll go on to safari a little south of Abu Dhabi
I'll take you to Maldives to swim in coral reefs
We'll enjoy the sweet papaya on the islands of Pattaya

I'll show you lake Baikal, Tibet and Taj Mahal
We'll see Macao, Yokohama, Hanoi, Jeddah, Jaipur, Jakarta
I'll take you to Dubai, Dushanbe and Mumbai
We'll spend some starry nights in yurts near the city of Yakutsk

I’ll take you to Tashkent where melons got their scent
We will taste all sorts of apples in the city of Almaty
I’ll take you to Beirut we'll go nuts on dried fruits
And the coffee with vanilla we can try it in Manilla

I'll take you to Kashgar to shop at old bazaar
Then we'll fly a magic carpet to the markets of Qatar
We'll see ruins of Karakorum the old capital of Moguls
Then we'll go to Kathmandu and then Karachi and Kabul

We'll discover caves with treasures, make three wishes all at once
All at once will turn to a fairy tale, like in one and thousand nights
Let me show you feast of colors, take you cross the dunes in caravans
Even if I don't look like Alladin, I sure know a thing about romance

I'll take you to Taipei to see its lovely bay
We will sip on Coca Cola on the silky sands of Goa
I'll take you to Shanghai where towers touch the sky
And the best of architecture we will see in precious Petra

We'll go to Ashgabat, Bishkek, Busan, Baghdad
We will see Great Wall of China and Cambodian Angkor Wat
We'll see the Everest, mount Fuji, Gobi Desert
And it's certainly my pleasure to take you all around Asia!

Almaty has the most beautiful shades of green
        i have ever seen across the globe
Look at the Tian Shan mountains
        its emerald lakes and pine trees and
Dare to tell me that you won't want to spend the rest of
        your days here.
        sipping tea, in Almaty.

Almaty avait perdu de sa splendeur
        revêtie de blanc lors de l'hiver
        les gouttes
        chaudes
        de vin rouge sur la surface de la neige
        elle n'était qu'un éclair, qu'une rêverie
        mes paupières désormais éternellement fermées
        je la revois quand la nuit est noire et froide
        les rivières sont gelées comme mes émotions
        les montagnes pleurent des avalanches
        je m'y enfouis quand la fatigue me gagne
        je m'y enfouis comme dans le corps des femmes
        et je titube à l'aube lorsque la lune est toujours
        pleine et visible, et ma peine en devient audible
        sur mon chemin et les routes enneigées
        en passant par le lac
        j'entrevois cette silhouette séduisante
        cheveux blancs cheveux noirs entremêlés
        odeur pulpeuse de la
        nectarine
        c'est elle, peut-être pas
        elle marche sur la glace d'une finesse surprenante
        que je brise de mes pas maladroits
        finalement nous nous noyons
        l'un dans l'autre comme dans nos bras l'été dernier
        l'un dans l'autre
        comme dans nos bras l'été dernier