.Sbor okultistu:
Slawa, slawa, slawa, pane hejtmane,
Dowolte by cele mesto priwitalo was.
Co stalo se my doufame, ze mic se nestane,
A muzem rict ze mohl to byt pekne drahy spas.
Spiritus:
Wase blahorodi I s celou druzinou,
Werte ze ja k oslawe mam pricin nemalo
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