Рута-м’ята

За водою рута-мята
За водою, за водою.
Та й поросла очеретом,
Лободою, лободою.

Іди-іди та й Марьянко,
Руту обполи, руту обполи.
Тепер мені, та й дівоньки,
Не до рути.

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