Текст песни Рязанский русский народный хор - Рязанские раздолья.

Russian folk choir
(soloists G. Kovalev and Yu. Shcherbakov).

Ryazan expanses.
Words by Dmitry Darin,
music Konstantin Roshchin.

I get up in spring blue early
Yes, walk through the gentle dew,
A clean field somewhere near Ryazan
In the Russian middle lane.

Thick milk silence
Preserved the nightingale trills ...
My days flew by a tired pack
My youth flew away.

I’m sitting under a linden thin-legged
Not a single leaf trembles
Who has a little deposit ahead
He cherishes the dawn of everyone.

I’m no longer in spring sometimes
Where is that blond naughty little boy
What a dawn is the same from your native village
Run away to the Oka?

I remember the house behind the white palisade,
I recall the shutter of the old wooden,
My side, my soul is pleased
Golden quiet Ryazan.

And where fate will not leave me
I will be in the remaining century
Remember these blue spots,
Remember the blue-eyed Eye.

2008.

I get up in spring blue early
Yes, walk through the gentle dew,
A clean field somewhere near Ryazan
In the Russian middle lane.
A clean field somewhere under the native Ryazan
In the Russian middle lane.
In the Russian middle lane.