Текст песни Старинная казачья песня - Не для меня придет весна

Not for me the spring will come,
Not for me Don overflow:
And the girl's heart clogged
With delight the senses is not for me.

Not for me blooming gardens,
In the valley grove blossoms,
There nightingale spring meets,
He will not sing for me.

Not for me forge a horse,
The wind plays a mane,
He beats his hoof and does not know
His forge was not for me.

Not for me comes Easter,
At the table all relatives gather,
"Christ is risen!" - Will pour out of the mouth,
Easter day is not for me.

And for me - a piece of lead,
He vopetsya white body,
And bitter tears poured out:
Such a life, brother, waiting for me.