Текст песни Донской казачий хор - Не для меня придет весна

Not for me come spring,
 Not for me Don razolёtsya,
 And the girl's heart clogged
 Excited feelings are not for me.

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

 Oh, not for me, running streams,
 Diamond murmuring streams,
 There maiden with black eyebrows
 It does not grow for me.

 Oh do not come to me Easter,
 Relatives at the table, all will meet,
 Wine by the glass of pproletsya -
 This life is not for me.

 And for me, a piece of lead,
 He's white body vopёtsya,
 And bitter tears poured out -
 Such a life, brother, waiting for me.