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Oi posluhai, moya zinko, ne laisya zo mnoyu,
Nado mnoyu koverzuyesh, a sama vynoyu.
Ne poturai, shchob starshoyu bula cholovika,
Bo za ce tobi, yii-bohu, ukorochu vika.
Shkuru z tebe usyu zdiimu, obshchypayu parshi,
Shche i bebehiv nadsazu, a shchob buv ya starshyi.
Yak apostol pry vinchanni nam pro ce tolkuye:
– Zinka, shanuyuchy muza, zodyahne, zobuye.
Ta i prylipytsya zena do svoioho muza,
Yak do toho syroty lypne vsyaka nuza.
Poky i ne zenyvsya, poky i ne zuryvsya
Lozkoyu, myskoyu, chashkoyu, kolyskoyu.
Oi yak ozenyvsya, to i zazuryvsya,
Ottodi vze yak ta ptashka u klitochky byvsya.
Treba i kachalochky, treba i kocherezky,
Shchob ta zinka ne dala po plecham merezky.
