Текст песни Казаки - Не для меня

Not for me come spring,
Not for me Don overflow.
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 meet,
He will not sing for me.
Not for me murmuring streams
Diamond flowing streams,
There's maiden with black eyebrows
It does not grow for me.
Not for me the flowers bloom,
Dissolve the rose scented color
If you pick a flower, and he will wither
This life is not for me.
Not for me come Easter,
At the table all the relatives gather
A glass of wine poletsya-
On Easter day for me
And for me, a piece of lead,
It is the body of a white vopetsya
Those tears will spill
Such a life, brother, waiting for me.