field


I go out in the field, on the expanse,
On the boundless expanse of ...
Blue sky, sea bread
Go away harvesters ...

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How do I figure out how I hug
Expanse of my Russian?
Forest and field, cry crane ...
No land more beautiful.

We are in our region remove
Harvest innumerable,
And for cleaning watches vigilantly
eye sun light.

Chorus.

Good news ... with them,
Filling the land, splash, waves,
Full of happiness,
Songs of harvest.

Chorus