Текст песни Санёк - КОГДА СОБРАЛСЯ ПОМИРАТЬ

Music I.Matvienko
verses A.Shaganov

Go out at night in a field with a horse,
At night quietly go dark.
We'll go with the horse on the field together,
We'll go with the horse on the field together.

At night, the stars in the grace ...
In the one to be seen.
Only we go horse in the field,
Only we go horse on the field.

I Sit astride a horse,
You carry it across the field to me.
In my endless field,
In my endless field.

Let me see it once -
Where dawn gives birth to the field.
Al cranberry color, but red dawn
Ali is the place, Ali, it is not.

Polyushko mine, springs,
Distant villages in flames,
Gold rye yes curly flax -
I'm in love with you, Russian, love.

It will be a good year-Khleborodov,
There were all kinds, anything can take place.
Sing A gilded rye, sing curly flax,
Sing about how I love Russia!
Sing A gilded rye, sing curly flax ...

We go with a horse on the field together ...