Михале, Михале

Михале, Михале не пий воду стале
Напий ся в ліщыні, дай спокій дівчыні

Вшыткы люде на ня як на поганина
И отец и мати и вшытка родина

Вшыткы люде на ня, же я люблю Ваня
А я не бою ся з того выведу ся

Мигалку, Мигалку взяла вода лавку
Што мы ньом ходили до гаю на травку

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