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Oi u Vinnyci doshchi idut,
A v Chychelnyku richky techut.
Oi tekly vony, pobrynily,
Ta i do Mariyi pryamo v siny.
A tudy hlopci zbihalysya,
Na med-horilku skladalysya.
Lysh yiden Ivan naibilshe dav,
Bo vin Mariyu i spodobav.
Oi ty, Mariye, serce moye,
Spodobalosya lychko tvoye.
Oi ne tak lychko, yak ty sama,
Ty na bomazi napysana.
Pysaly tebe dyaky v shkoli,
Bile lychko, chorni brovy.
