| Morena is my nickname, Yet ivory it should be, From walking handsomely The white has gone astray. From that little casement Arrows are fired at me If of love they be Fly, then, straight with glee. A small ladder she made him Of gold and ivory For the bridegroom to climb in And give Kidushin. Morena he calls me The son of the king; If again he calls I shall go away with him.
Credits Song: Spanish language song Composer: Daniel Akiva Soprano: Boda Yeela Avital Guitar: Daniel Akiva Recording and video: Ilan Jaimovich English translation: Talia Trainin Music video & text: Courtesy of Daniel Akiva Classical Music Hosted by: Droomwevers World of Music - www.droomwevers.nl Copyright: Fair use principle, for educational purposes.
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