Dikur nje mbret na ishte
Dhe thuhet kish nje plesht,
Te cilin si ferishte
Me zemer fort e desht.
Nje rrobaqepes solli
Per pleshtin zoteri
Dhe hijshem e mbeshtolli
Me rrobe si flori

N’atllas edhe kadife
U vesh ky trim serbes:
Kordhele n’rrobe I shihje
Dhe kryqin mu ne mes.
Ministri erdh I ntrashur,
I beri ndere plot,
Dhe fare e fis I dashur
Iu fal me gas e lot.

Keshtu fisniket vajten
N’oborrin mbreteror;
U ndezen dhe u krojten
Princeshe e sherbetor:
Se ligjin s’e leshuan
Qe pleshtin e denon,
Ndersa ne krejt e shuajme
Ate qe na pickon.

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