Текст песни Абвиотура - Не для меня

Not for me Spring will come
Not for me Don will overcome
And the heart will joyfully bother
With the delight of feelings not for me

Not for me, the moon will go up
In the forest path lighting
There is a nightingale spring meeting
He will sing not for me

Brooks are not fleeing for me
Run diamond jets
There Virgo with black eyebrows
She grows not for me

Not for me church ringing
The range of the relatives will gather
Christ rose to mouth pol
Easter day oh not for me

And for me a piece of lead
He is in the body whites cry
And tears bitter
Such life is waiting for me

And the heart will no longer bother
Mind, relatives, I have