Слава Благов - А во поле, в чистом поле... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

"And in the field, in a clean field ..."

(Music and poems by V. Dyachkov)

From simple worries again out of town

I go alone at night.

Sineva of heaven, full of miracles,

And lord for himself!

I want to where the years fly

Not at all like here.

Ahead of the shadow, burst on a new day:

There are such places!

Chorus:

And in the field, in a clean field,

Where birches breathe will

I will fly to dawn by a bird

To the stars and comets.

And in the field, in a clean field,

Saying goodbye to a dashing share

Having violated the silence with a cry,

My flight will stun everyone.

I had long dreamed of lying on hay

And look at the sky at night,

Do not regret what was day

Yes, a bird to fly to the stars!

From pure springs, as from the past centuries

Drink, washing out the flattery ...

Ahead of the shadow, burst on a new day:

There are such places!

Chorus.

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