Pred mojo Marijo luč gori,
in obraz Marijin žari
v senci polnoči -
Ah, le žari obraz,
gori, lučka ti,
beži za ves čas
duh mraka, neskončnosti!
Izmučen je moj obraz
in potrt sem jaz,
pijan disharmonij.
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