Z neba dveh se bliskov luč užari:
To so moje ljubice oči!
A z nalivom dež potem udari:
To so moje solze mnogih dnij!
Za nalivom solnce znova sveti:
To je up, iz bridkih solz kaleč!
A vročina jame spet goreti:
To mi sumnje plamen je boleč!
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