Текст песни Казачий Круг - Не для меня придет весна

Not for me come spring,
Not for me Don razolёtsya ,
There's a girl's heart clogged
With delight the senses - not for me.

Not for me, flower gardens ,
In the Valley Grove blooms
There nightingale spring meets ,
He will not sing for me.

Not for me, murmuring streams,
Diamond flowing streams,
There maiden with black eyebrows
It does not grow for me.

Not for me comes Easter,
The table will gather all the relatives ,
A glass of wine spilled ,
Easter day is not for me.

Not for me the flowers bloom
Dissolve the fragrant rose color
If you pick a flower, and it will fade
Such a life is not for me

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