Trang Bip-Bop, Caleb (English cover) Cover version of the original Russian song "Anime" by Trang, adapted for English-speaking audiences

Morning run, then exam pressure
Noon with Aiko — anime
Then some ramen for my pleasure
Soon I'll turn into kamé!

Then this Caleb rushes over
Shoves some flowers in my face
I don't yell at him right after
But my anger shows its place!

He keeps shoving gifts at me
Plushie keychain, notepad, see
Me? I'm doing flips and splits
And a secret base — with kitty, it's lit

Mom on phone: He’s such a gentleman!
What a sweet and perfect man!
Me and Aiko and a dragon
Underground quest — that’s the plan!

Look, what a cute little cutie
Mom cries on the phone at me
You and your best and friend
You're glued to Anime
Mom, enough — we're on a mission
Anime later, don't you see?
Better me alone, with my bestie
Than some boy — that's fine by me

Caleb's waiting by the schoolyard
In his hands — a notepad
I wrote poems! — he tries so hard
You could bring a cake, not bad!

With my Aiko — to the rooftop
That's our secret base, you know
We will feed the kitty up there
So he won't get weak and slow

He says: I'll walk you to the arcade
What a sweet and gentle dude!
I text Aiko on my iPhone
Save me, he's stuck to me like glue!

Mom again: He's so gallant!
Ask him out for lunch, you must!
Mom, okay, he's elegant
But for that, I have no trust, time to adjust

I don't have the time, already
Need to figure out with Aiko fast
How to beat that brave level, steady
Where the dragon's way too vast
Mom, we'll talk a bit later
I'm in crisis, full alarm
Me and Aiko and the kitten
Need to make it — ship to charm!

Bip-bop, niya-niya-niya-niya-niya-Caleb, give it a rest now, haven't you got it?
Stop it, stop, bringing me all these gifts to my pocket!
Bip-bop, niya-niya-niya-niya-niya-Caleb, give it a rest now, can't you see it?
Stop it, stop, giving me flowers — I don't need it!

Bip-bop, niya-niya-niya-niya-niya-Caleb, give it a rest now, haven't you got it?
Stop it, stop, going with Aiko to eat mochi — that's my rocket!
Bip-bop, niya-niya-niya-niya-niya-Caleb, just quit it, it's not even complex
Stop it, stop — you can annoy me to death, what's next?