Zate ni vihar, ne noč,
pusti žalovanje, Tinka,
zate le je maj cvetoč,
ne pa žalovanje, Tinka.
Zate le je fant vesel,
ki z nikomer v rog ne trobi,
prišel bom in te objel -
kot pošteno se spodobi!
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