The road along the yellow field goes into the forestThe road along the yellow field goes into the forest
The summer field is only not cultivated. oh turning blue in the distanceThe summer field is only not cultivated. Oh turning blue in the distance
The autumn field of tuscany, in the distance clouds bent low over the villageThe autumn field of Tuscany, in the distance clouds bent low over the village
The rays of the sun on the horizon of the russian field going into the distanceThe rays of the sun on the horizon of the Russian field Going into the distance