Текст песни Максим Трошин - На могиле моей тогда сядь соловей отдохнуть.

Do not Sing nightingale near my cell ,
And my prayer does not bother me a nightingale .
I myself have many years in this world of suffering
Experienced a lot of trouble and joy did not know.

And now I'm afraid and the fate of people and
Only sorrows share with their close keley .
Fly nightingale flies away to those regions ,
Fly away as quickly as possible , where my homeland .

Whistling softly to her as I am sick soul,
Reminiscing about her in tears .
I want to forget those times past,
And I should only love beads alone.

I want to forget the deceptive light,
And so decided to spend the rest of his years.
Nightingale flies when I finished the way ,
At the grave of my then sit down to rest.

Do not Sing nightingale near my cell ,
And my prayer does not bother me a nightingale .