Lyrics Liveride - В русскую ночь...

Oh and at night in dark
I will go out into the field
I'll look at the stellar sky
I hear the earth sleeping

In the distance only lights and forests
Silence, sleep in the villages at night

Oh yes my clear month
Light my path
On the grass is not cheap
In order not to roll up

The voices of birds are called for them
Smoke of furnaces and over the forest wall

Night ... darkness ... forest ... haze ...
So beautiful and shines the moon

I was familiar with the Wanderer
I don’t remember where
He flew all over the sea
I was looking for a shelter everywhere

My eyes trembled only at night
Dreamed of Russia and nature beauty
Taste of dew and fogs of fields
Forests are wild and open spaces of the steppes