Kon' (translation) کے بول

With my stallion at night, I shall leave for the fields By the night so dark and silent we will go We shall walk together by the fields, my steed and I We shall walk together by the fields, my steed and I In the fields the stars are shinning No one can be seen around Only my stallion and I, walking by the fields at night Only my stallion and I, walking by the fields at night Let me mount my stallion Take me across the fields, away! By the endless fields of mine By the endless fields of mine Let me glance at the sky To see where the the fields give birth to dawn Oh that cowberry color, scarlet sunrise! Is that place real, or is it not My little fields, my streams Lights of villages afar Golden rye and curly flax I'm in love with Russia, I'm in love The year will be good and the harvest heavy We've been through much, we'll make it through once more Sing now, golden rye, sing now curly flax Sing about Russia, about my love!