Текст песни Георгий Виноградов - Звезда моих полей

Star of my fields
Music: N.Bogoslovsky Words: L.Davidovich, V.Dragunsky

It lays down the dew descended evening blue.
Donoso wind through the expanse of meadows -
And the fresh smell of cut wormwood,
And the echo of distant girlish voice ...

It lays down the dew descended evening blue.
And above me shines, as always,
Star of my fields, my star of Russia -
Countries only beautiful star!

And on the day when I found a strange land
A simple bouquet of wildflowers -
I remembered the smell of cut wormwood,
And the echo of distant girlish voice.

And where my battle is not worn,
In my heart I was always with me
Star of my fields, my star of Russia -
Countries only beautiful star!