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I’ll go out at night to the field with the horse, We’ll quietly go through the dark night, We will go together with the horse across the field, We will go together with the horse across the field together. We will go with the horse along the field together, We will go with the horse along the field together. At night in the field of stars grace, In the field you can’t see anyone, Only we and the horse are walking in the field, Only we and the horse are walking in the field. Only we with the horse are walking in the field, Only we with the horse are walking in the field. I am riding a horse, You carry me across the field, Through my boundless field, Through my boundless field. Let me see it once, Where the field gives birth to the dawn, Ai, lingonberry color, scarlet and dawn, Ali is that place, or it is not. Ai lingonberry color, red and dawn, Ali is that place, or Ali is not there. My Polyushko, springs, Distant villages of lights, Golden rye and curly flax I am in love with you, Russia, in love. Golden rye and curly flax, I’m in love with you, Russia, in love. It will be a good year-grower, There was everything, everything will pass, Sing, golden rye, sing curly flax, Sing about how I am in love with Russia. Sing, golden rye, sing curly flax, We walk with the horse along the field together.