Horse
I'll walk to the field with a horse
Through the dark of night we'll silently walk
The horse and I'll walk across the field
The horse and I'll walk across the field
The starry night is blissful at the field
Not a soul is seen
Just the horse and I are walking through the field
Just the horse and I are walking through the field
I'll get on my horse -
Carry me across this field
Through this endless field of mine
Through this endless field of mine
I would like to see just for once
Where field gives birth to the dawn
Oh, a cowberry light; oh, a scarlet dawn
Whether or not this place exists.
Oh, my dear field and the springs
Lights of distant villages are seen
Oh the golden rye and the curly flax
I 'm in love with you, my Russia, in love.
This will be a good, fruitful year
Happiness and sorrow will pass
Sing the golden rye; sing the curly flax
Sing about my love for Russia.
Sing the golden rye; sing the curly flax...
My horse and I are walking through the field...
I'll walk to the field with a horse
Through the dark of night we'll silently walk
The horse and I'll walk across the field
The horse and I'll walk across the field
The starry night is blissful at the field
Not a soul is seen
Just the horse and I are walking through the field
Just the horse and I are walking through the field
I'll get on my horse -
Carry me across this field
Through this endless field of mine
Through this endless field of mine
I would like to see just for once
Where field gives birth to the dawn
Oh, a cowberry light; oh, a scarlet dawn
Whether or not this place exists.
Oh, my dear field and the springs
Lights of distant villages are seen
Oh the golden rye and the curly flax
I 'm in love with you, my Russia, in love.
This will be a good, fruitful year
Happiness and sorrow will pass
Sing the golden rye; sing the curly flax
Sing about my love for Russia.
Sing the golden rye; sing the curly flax...
My horse and I are walking through the field...
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