Текст песни Казачьи песни - Не для меня придет весна

Not for me come spring,
Not for me Don spill .
There's a girl's heart is clogged
With delight the senses - not for me
And the girl's heart clogged
With delight the senses - 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 the flowers bloom ,
Dissolve the color rose scented
If you pick a flower, and he will wither
This life is not for me.

Not for me to come Easter,
At the table all the relatives gather
& quot; Christ SCRES ! & quot; will pour out of the mouth
On Easter day for me

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