Morena

Don't deny, confess
That you feel a bit sad
That most girls
Call you brunette.

Well, I wouldn't like it,
It seems to me,
To see your face
The color of jasmine.

I don't... But oh well
The reason is weak,
Because you care little
Whether I like it or not.

But look at the violets
That, being somewhat dark,
The smell they have!
Imagine,
If God made them
Brunettes too!

You are the rarest
Of all roses;
And the rarest things
Are more precious.

There are double roses
And there are simple ones;
But they are all
Blue, yellow,

The color of lilies,
Of many other colors;
But brunette roses,
Only you, beautiful flower.

And look, they were
Brunettes and well
The most beautiful girls
In Jerusalem.
And the Virgin Mary
I don't know... But she would
Be brunette too.

Christ was brunette.
See after this
If you still feel sad
That most girls
Call you brunette!