Выйду я на волюшку [Vyidu ya na volyushku] [English translation]

Oh, I'll go out into the field.

Hello, free freedom!

Under the roof of the heavens

My song will spill!

My eyes gaze into the expanse beyond

My heart is calling and calling

Into the the forest depths, where

The sparrow's song will spill.

I'll go out into the wild,

into the wide field.

I'll run out towards the wind, eh-ha!

I'll bow to Yarilo,1

I'll rise up to irij.2

With the song of the old testament, eh-ha!

The birches quietly cry

Shedding their tears

Over the wide river

Over the glassy water

At the crimson sundown

Say a good word

So that Yarilo to all the world

Will give beauty.

I'll go out into the wild,

into the wide field.

I'll run out towards the wind, eh-ha!

I'll bow to Yarilo,

I'll rise up to irij.

With the song of the old testament, eh-ha!

I'll go out into the wild,

into the wide field.

I'll run out towards the wind, eh-ha!

I'll bow to Yarilo,

I'll rise up to irij.

With the song of the old testament, eh-ha!

1. Slavic sun god2. Heaven in Eastern Slavic mythology