The dark one
(Hebrew origninal)

"The dark one" they call me,
but my skin was white.
Only from the fire of summer sun
came my dark complexion.

O dark one,
you are indeed beautiful.
In your eyes a fire burns.
My heart is all yours.

"The dark one" they call me,
all the seafarers.
If they call me once again
I shall join them.

"The dark one" he calls me,
the prince.
If he calls me once again,
I shall follow him.


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