Текст песни Рогатый КолоколЪ - Напрямки

In the field, in the field,
In the field wide,
Oh, yes in wide,
In the field, in the field,
In the field of the Razdolny

The horse's horse rides,
The horse's horse rides,
It hits the earth with a hoof
Breathes hot heat
Graduates the wilds of grass

I'll go out into the field
In the field is distracted
With the golden uzda,
With a row with an arrow
I am buried in the field

I will make a horse
Golden Uzdoya,
Oh, I will make it up
I will tie a stirring
I will jump into the wild

I jump to the wild
Far away,
Oh yes I will jump
For a dashing arrow,
Yes, to meet fate

Do not look after me
Do not grieve, brothers,
Do not yearn for your sisters
About my Kruchin
Do not shed tears

In the field, in the field,
In the field wide,
Oh, yes in wide,
In the field, in the field,
In the field of the Razdolny

The horse is tired
Lame
Lost a bridle,
Loose hooves
Running by the will

You cry, brothers,
You cry, sisters,
About my Kruchin
At the dawn of the evening
Call the horse

My horse will bring you
For a brink for a trace
In a wide field,
There under the old oak
My bones are white