Morenika
Morenika, they call me
my skin was pure white
from the fire of the summer sun
I am dark
Chorus:
Morenika
so very beautiful
in your eyes - a burning fire
my heart is all yours
Morenika , they call me
all those who go down to the sea
if again they call me
I will go with them again
Morenika, they call me
son to the ruling king
if he calls me again
I will follow him
Autor(es): Traditional Latino
