Horse br br I'll walk to the field with a horse br Through the dark of night we'll silently walk br The horse and I'll walk across the field br The horse and I'll walk across the field br br The starry night is blissful at the field br Not a soul is seen br Just the horse and I are walking through the field br Just the horse and I are walking through the field br br I'll get on my horse - br Carry me across this field br Through this endless field of mine br Through this endless field of mine br br I would like to see just for once br Where field gives birth to the dawn br Oh, a cowberry light; oh, a scarlet dawn br Whether or not this place exists. br br Oh, my dear field and the springs br Lights of distant villages are seen br Oh the golden rye and the curly flax br I 'm in love with you, my Russia, in love. br br This will be a good, fruitful year br Happiness and sorrow will pass br Sing the golden rye; sing the curly flax br Sing about my love for Russia. br br Sing the golden rye; sing the curly flax... br My horse and I are walking through the field...