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