Текст песни Николай Рубцов - Звезда полей

Star fields in the mist of icy ,
Pausing , looking into wormwood .
Already on the clock echoed twelve ,
And the dream enveloped my home ...

Star fields ! In moments of turmoil
I remembered how quiet over the hill
It burns on golden autumn ,
It burns over winter silver ...

Star fields burn, not extinguished ,
For all the inhabitants of the land of anxiety ,
His friendly ray touching
All the cities that rose in the distance.

But here , in the mist of icy ,
It goes brighter and fuller ,
And I'm happy , until the white light
Lit, lit the star of my fields ...