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Oi popid hai zelenenkyi
Brala vdova lon dribnenkyi.
Vybyrala, postelyla,
Tak do sebe hovoryla:
– Zemle chorna, syrovaya,
Uzyala-s my hospodarya.
Oi yakby ya muza mala,
Ya by ioho shanuvala.
Chai by buv, yak rukavycya,
Ne bula b ya udovycya.
