Текст песни Сударушка - не для меня

Not for me come spring,
Not for me Don overflow
And my heart anxiously clogged
With delight the senses, not for me.

Not for me blooming gardens,
In the valley of trees blossom
There nightingale spring meets
But he is, he does not sing for me.

Not for me flowing streams,
Murmuring jets diamond
There's maiden with black eyebrows
It grows oh not for me.

Not for me to our father's house,
Relatives gather for a holiday
Pour a glass of wine
The Easter day is not for me.

Not for me sing my friends
And the whole Cossack Krajina,
And once the horse son
Another podsodit oh, but I'm not.

And for me, a piece of lead,
It is the body of a white vopetsya
And the blood pour hot
That is exactly for me.