Текст песни Донской казачий хор - Не для меня придет весна

Not for me come spring,
 Not for me Don razolёtsya ,
 And the girl's heart clogged
 Excited feelings are not for me .

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

 Oh , not for me, running streams ,
 Murmuring jets diamond ,
 There maiden with black eyebrows
 It grows not for me .

 Oh, not for me comes Easter,
 At the table all relatives gather ,
 Wine by glass of pproletsya -
 This life is not for me .

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