Текст песни Татьяна Месхи - Не для меня придет весна

Spring will not come for me
Not for me the bug will go,
And the heart will beat in joy
Thrilled feelings not for me!
Not for me, flowering with beauty
Alina will meet summer in the field;
Don't hear me say hello
she will sigh - not for me!
Not for me river stream
Brega family washes,
The splash of meek waves of others is embarrassing;
It flows - not for me!
Not for me the moon shining
He rides his native grove;
And the nightingale that May meets
There will sing - not for me!
Not for me the days of being
Flowing with diamond jets
And the maid with black eyes
Lives, alas, not for me!
Not for me in the spring of relatives
Gather in a home circle
Christ is risen! - will flow from the mouth
On Easter Day there - not for me!
Spring will not come for me!
I will sail to the Abkhazian breg,
I’m fighting the Transcaucasian people ...
There, a bullet has been waiting for me for a long time!