Tecite, drage pesni moje,
Tja v pozabivnosti morje,
Da vas mladenič ne zapoje,
Ni deve zapojo cvetne.
O ljubici ste se glasile,
Ki šali z dušo se zvesto;
V vodo zapisane ste bile,
To odtecite mi z vodo!
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