Текст песни Олег Погудин - Колокольчики мои

My bells
  Flowers are steppe!
What are you looking at me
  Dark blue?
And what are you ringing about
  Happy May Day
Amid the mowed grass
  Head shaking?

The horse carries me with an arrow
  On the field open;
He tramples beneath you,
  Beats with his hoof.
My bells
  Flowers are steppe!
Do not curse me
  Dark blue!

I would be glad not to trample you,
  Glad to rush past
But do not hold back
  Running indomitable!
I'm flying, flying an arrow
  Just dust up;
The horse carries me dashing
  And where to? I do not know!