Текст песни Кубанский казачий хор - Не для меня придёт весна

Not for me come spring,
Not for me Don razolёtsya,
There's a girl's heart is clogged
With delight the senses - not for me.

Not for me blooming gardens,
In the valley grove blossoms,
There nightingale spring meets,
He will not sing for me.

Not for me, murmuring brooks,
Flying Diamond jets
There maiden with black eyebrows
It grows not for me.

Not for me comes Easter,
At the table all relatives gather,
Wine pour on a glass
Easter day is not for me.

And for me, a piece of lead -
He vopёtsya white body,
And bitter tears will flow.
Such a life, brother, waiting for me.

Not for me come spring,
Not for me Don razolёtsya,
There's a girl's heart is clogged
With delight the senses - not for me.