Deklica, ti si jokala,
Deklica, ti jokaš brez miru;
Ne obupaj, roža zala,
Ljubi, trpi brez strahu!
Ako zdaj teko solzice,
Saj v neplodno zemljo ne teko.
Ž njih rodile se cvetlice,
Ž njih rodil se venec sreče bo.
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