Текст песни Донские казаки - Не для меня

Not for me come spring
Not for me Don spill
And clogged heart devieche
With delight the senses - not for me

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

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

Not for me comes Easter,
Table all relatives gather
" Christ is Risen " pour out of the mouth
Easter day is not for me.

Not for me the flowers bloom
Dissolve the fragrant rose color
If you pick a flower, and he will wither
This life is not for me.

And for me a piece of lead ,
He would stick in white body
Those tears will spill
Such a life , brother, waiting for me