Текст песни Песнь Возрождения 1692 - Я в поле вышел утром ранним

I went out into the field early in the morning,
The coolness of autumn breathed.
And the chronicle of memories
In front of me at the moment has passed.
It was as if I heard for the first time
Hours old chime.
Things got up, as living
Witnesses of bygone days.

Chorus
I remember the fall of the spring,
My field, my cornfield.
What is sown, my field.

2. Reapers quickly removed
Spikes full grain,
And next strip lying.
It is covered with a wild weed.
At the heart suddenly become so painful.
From the tears I could not help himself.
Lord, forgive me - mouth whispered. -
It's my nivushka.

3. Thank you, Lord, heart.
What's on the end of life of the day
You're in the infinite Mercy
Forgive me, I have mercy on me.
Now hurry to sow sow
Corn selective, not empty.
That glorious day of great harvest
I suddenly caught.

Chorus
I remember the fall of the spring,
My field, my cornfield.
Only good I sow my field.