| I will go out at night in the field with a horse,
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| Let's go quietly in the dark night,
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| We will go with a horse across the field together,
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| We will go with a horse across the field together,
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| We will go with a horse across the field together,
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| We will go with the horse across the field together.
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| Grace in the field of stars at night,
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| No one to be seen in the field
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| Only we are walking across the field with a horse,
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| Only we are walking across the field with a horse,
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| Only we are walking across the field with a horse,
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| Only we and the horse are walking across the field.
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| I will sit on a horse
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| You carry me across the field,
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| In my boundless field,
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| In my boundless field.
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| Let me take a look
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| Where the field gives birth to the dawn,
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| Ay, lingonberry trail,
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| Scarlet and dawn
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| Ali is the place, Ali is not.
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| Ay, lingonberry trail,
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| Scarlet and dawn
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| Ali is the place, Ali is not.
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| My polyushko, springs,
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| Distant village lights,
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| Golden rye and curly flax,
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| I'm in love with you, Russia, in love.
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| Golden rye and curly flax,
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| I'm in love with you, Russia, in love.
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| It will be a good year-bread-beard,
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| Everything was, everything will pass,
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| Sing, golden rye, sing, curly flax,
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| Sing about how I'm in love with Russia.
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| Sing, golden rye, sing, curly flax,
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| We are walking with a horse across the field together. |