Любэ — Не губите, мужики song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Не губите, мужики" by Любэ.
Lyrics
За деревней, у реки,
Рубят лес мужики.
И творят, что хотят,
Только щепки летят.
Не застудит терема,
Непогода зима,
И никто не вспомнит, нет,
Как цветёт первоцвет.
Не губите мужики, не губите!
Не рубите дерева, не рубите!
Ради гнёздышка грача,
Не рубите сгоряча!
Не рубите, говорю, не рубите!
Был я молод и удал,
Довелось, повидал,
Прохудилось сто рубах,
Все не в здешних краях.
Не рубите первоцвет,
Аль хреста на вас нет!
Мне себя совсем не жаль,
За Россию печаль.
Не губите мужики,
Не рубите дерева!
За деревней, у реки
Рубят лес, мужики…
Lyrics translation
Beyond the village, by the river,
Men cut down the forest.
And they do what they want,
Only splinters fly.
Will not freeze the tower,
Bad weather winter,
And no one will remember, no,
How the primrose blooms.
Don't ruin the men, don't ruin them!
Don't chop wood, don't chop!
For the rook's nest,
Don't cut in a hurry!
Don't cut, I say, don't cut!
I was young and brave,
I've seen it,
A hundred shirts were leaking,
All not in these parts.
Don't cut the primroses,
Al khresta on you there is no!
I don't feel sorry for myself at all,
Behind Russian sadness.
Don't ruin men,
Don't cut down the tree!
Beyond the village, by the river
Cut down the forest, men…