Kdo so, kdo so, ki pojo tam zunaj
zvečer, ko več sonca ni?
Revne so sirote,
tlačene od gospodarjev -;
zmrzujoč nete si ogenj,
solze jočejo strupene,
škripljejo v kruh oškropljeni,
kruh iz lubja in smeti.
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