Текст песни А. Злищев - Колосок

Among the abandoned fields
A slender spikelet was born.
He was not low, not high
Against the background of white bumps.

And his sun warmed
And sometimes the rain pampered
And above the green head
The stars were shining high.

He drank cool dew
And bent into the field from the winds.
But once, from behind the hills,
He met a sharp braid.

Our proud spikelet fell
On a grand scale lay on chernozem.
And with the white cupid
It was cut diagonally.

Summer and winter have passed.
And the flow of the spring rustled.
But only a proud spikelet
Never reborn.