Рязанский русский народный хор - Рязанские раздолья.
текст песни

Russian folk choir
(soloists G. Kovalev and Yu. Shcherbakov).

Ryazan expanse.
The words Dmitry Darin,
Music Konstantin Roshchin.

I'll get up with a spring blue wound,
Yes, I will go through an affectionate dew
A clean field somewhere near Ryazan
In the Russian middle lane itself.

The silence is thick
Saved Trilles of the Nightingale ...
My tired flocks flew away,
My youth flew away.

I'll sit under the linden of a thin -legged
Not a single leaf is trembling
Who has a little deposit ahead,
He values ​​everyone with dawn.

I can no longer bloom sometimes spring
Where is that blond whitish little boy
That the same is the same from the native village
Did you run away on the oku?

I will remember the house at the white palisade,
I will remember the rate of old woods,
My side, my soul is joy,
Golden quiet Ryazan.

And where fate will not leave me,
I will be in the remaining century
To remember these places through the request,
Remember the blue -eyed OKU.

2008.

I'll get up with a spring blue wound,
Yes, I will go through an affectionate dew
A clean field somewhere near Ryazan
In the Russian middle lane itself.
A clean field somewhere under his native Ryazan
In the Russian middle lane itself.
In the Russian middle lane itself.