Текст песни Песняры - Выходил на поля молодой агроном

Exit to the field of a young agronomist
He said that the earth is covered in colorful attire.

Good land, the edge of my dear,
I love you all Russian soul (2p.)

He did not sleep late, get up at dawn,
For more grain each ear gave.

Good land, the edge of my dear,
I love you all Russian soul (2p.)

Wind ruffled curls golden flax.
Agronomist sang at the collective farm roads:

Good land, the edge of my dear,
I love you all Russian soul (2p.)

Young agronomist does not go away from the field,
He comes here, as his bride.

Good land, the edge of my dear,
I love you all Russian soul (2p.)