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Oi Marunye, pane brate, Marunye, Marunye,
Navishyla koralykiv, yak syva zazulye.
Shchob to buly koralyky, a to zovta hlyna,
Vona htila zmudruvaty bohackoho syna.
Bohackyi syn ne takyi, vzyev ta i prydyvyv si:
Oi dobre to, mamunenko, shcho-m ne vozenyv si.
