Текст песни Людмила Зыкина - Русское поле

Music: Rudolf Manukov
Lyrics: Vladimir Lazarev
1965

Drop, darёnaya dew,
 Parted, blue forest.
 He lit up in the bell
 And singing in the voice.

 Chorus:

 Oh you Polyushko - expanse!
 Bright edge of my land!
 You sadness ash field,
 And is lost in the distance.

 Here my father took in his arms,
 Over a wide field raised.
 Oh, I was a boy in this field
 The first time he kissed.

 Chorus:

 If the field Russian sighs,
 The smell of honey will bring the wind.
 A dream in the far side,
 Just for the soul will take.

 Chorus:

 Oh you Polyushko - expanse!
 Bright edge of my land!
 (You sadness ash field,
 And is lost in the distance.) * 2 times