Lyrics Православный Дон - Не будьте так наивны и просты

Don't be so naive and simple
Like nightingales, they cannot sing blackbirds!
Who hasn’t made fortune by forty
He lived in dignity, did not circle in life.
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We don’t need brocade robes,
Roads to us Cossack grub,
The time will come, the steppe will blossom,
Father Don will not be lost!
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Don't be so naive and simple
From life you will not hide in the bushes.
Someone’s glory in someone’s throat is bone,
Someone is also dear to an uninvited guest!
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Lubo friends - Duvan in half,
Brotherly mandate is the will for us
The time will come, the steppe will blossom,
Father Don will not be lost!
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We don’t need brocade robes,
Roads to us Cossack grub,
The time will come, the steppe will blossom,
Father Don will not be lost!