Golf , Russian field ...
The moon is shining or the snow is falling -
Happiness and pain together with you .
No, do not forget you my heart forever .
Russian box , Russian field ...
How many roads striding I had !
You're my youth, you are my will -
What came to pass , that in life come true.
Can not compare with you and the forest or the sea.
You are with me , my field ,
Studite wind temple.
Here is my fatherland , and I will say without melting :
- Hello, Russian field
I'm your thin spike .
Golf , Russian field ...
Suppose I have long been a city-dweller -
The smell of sage , vernal showers
Suddenly, I will burn the same longing.
Russian box , Russian field ...
I , like you, live with expectation -
I believe silence as a promise,
Overcast day , I see blue.
Can not compare with you and the forest or the sea.
You are with me , my field ,
Studite wind temple.
Here is my fatherland , and I will say without melting :
- Hello, Russian field
I'm your thin spike .
