Текст песни Евгений Дятлов - Не для меня придёт весна

Words and music by Gadalina

Not for me come spring,
Not for me a song of overflow:
And my heart with joy clogged
Excited feelings are not for me.

Not for me the river , making a noise ,
Brega native washes ,
Gentle lapping of waves caressing the soul :
It does not flow for me.

Not for me in country home
The family will gather round the Passover ,
"Christ is risen " - will begin to pour out of the mouth ,
Easter Day , no, not for me.

Not for me the moon, bleschit ,
Osrebryaet native grove ,
And it meets the nightingale :
He will not sing for me.

But for me, the spring will come ,
I 'll swim to bregam Abkhaz ,
I will fight with the people then ,
There's a bullet waiting for me for a long time .