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– Blahoslovy, otec, maty, budu si zenyty,
Cy pozvolysh tam uzyaty, de budu ljubyty?
– Pozvolju ty, mii synochku, v liseckoho viita,
Choroshaya i ubranaya, lyshen ne robitna.
Ta cy znayesh, mii synochku, shcho z neyu robyty?
Zapryazy yi ia v boronu, zeny volochyty.
Zapryazy yi ia v boronu, zapryazy yi v yarmo:
– Hei ze, hei ze, moya myla, ne yiz hliba darmo!
