2018 update
There is some dispute as to whether it's "мой мир" = "my world" or "мой Эмир" which refers to an "Emir" a ruler or high ranking person in an Arab country. "Он сочиняет желанья, все бы собой превозмочь," is a strange expression in Russian. It could possibly be translated "He creates desires, everything that we're to overcome" or in other ways of course. In this context it seems to mean that she's not sure if she can fulfill his desires. I was going to translate "How sure he is of himself" but then I realized that "he is" was redundant. I chose "cries out" simply to differentiate it from "scream" in the second verse. The source video had out-of-sync audio which I had to replace.
Макsим - Вампир
He's my happiness and sorrow, he's my tenderness and pain,
I'm his charm, salt and flesh.
He composes desires, all of these are to be overcome,
We measure farewells by centimeters in the night.
Where are you my guardian angel, where in the head is common sense?
He's my perverted audience, my vampire.
He's already a winner in the contest "Russian Idol",
A disappointed critic - my Emir.
[Chorus]
It's stronger than me, stop time!
It's not me, but it's the body that moans and cries out.
He doesn't pity me, he destroys, he sculpts.
A devil's glance and he whispers dreams at random.
He's not my adventure, the genius strategist won,
He can confuse me openly, I'm his priority.
Until his actions are faithful, hands off, I'll scream,
How sure of himself, I breathe.
Where's his conscience, where's loyalty, where in the head is common sense?
He's my perverted audience, my vampire.
He's already a winner in the contest "Russian Idol",
A disappointed critic - my Emir.
[Chorus x3]
Макsим - Вампир
Он моё счастье и горе, он моя нежность и боль,
Я его очарование, соль и плоть.
Он сочиняет желанья, все бы собой превозмочь,
По сантиметрам прощанья мерим в ночь.
Где ты мой ангел хранитель, где в голове здравый смысл?
Он извращенный мой зритель, мой вампир.
Он ведь уже победитель в конкурсе "Russian Кумир",
Разочарованный критик - мой Эмир.
[Припев]
Это меня сильнее, остановите время.
Это не я, но тело стонет, вопит.
Он меня не жалеет, уничтожает, лепит.
Дьявола взгляд и шепчет сны наугад.
Он не моё приключение, победил гений стратег,
Запутать так откровенно, я его приоритет.
До чего действия верны, руки прочь, я закричу,
Как же в себе он уверен, я дышу.
Где его совесть, где верность, где в голове здравый смысл?
Он извращенный мой зритель, мой вампир.
Он ведь уже победитель в конкурсе "Russian Кумир",
Разочарованный критик - мой Эмир.
[Припев x3]
Original upload: Макsим - Вампир (Lyrics & English Translation) on Dec 13, 2018 had 74 thumbs up, 0 thumbs down and 2,388 views.
