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Popid horu vysokuyu zuravel sy krutyt,
Oi mii mylyi rano vstaye, ta i mene ne budyt.
Oi mii mylyi rano vstaye, ta i mene vkryvaye:
Ta nai moyu fainu ljubku nihto ne kyvaye.
Popid horu vysokuyu zuravel sy krutyt,
Oi mii mylyi rano vstaye, ta i mene ne budyt.
Oi mii mylyi rano vstaye, ta i mene vkryvaye:
Ta nai moyu fainu ljubku nihto ne kyvaye.
