Three young maidens of some skill
knitting by the window sill
"Well, if I was a tsarina",
said the maiden that was thinner,
"I would make a Christian feast
for the world, from West to East".
"And if I was a tsarina",
said her sister, a bit meaner,
"I would, sitting on the throne
knit for everyone, alone".
"If I could be a tsarina",
said the last one, her demeanor
calm: "I would give him a son,
hero son if I'm the one".
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