She is of a descent away from the
West,
A seed sown in the land of deep
culture crest,
Made to grow and blossom like the
Lily of the field.
Her skin is an exile of lightness,
A great surface for reflection of the
sun's brightness.
She makes a grand glow,
Always making every man fall to her
toe.
A shout for beauty
A shout for splendor
She answers for it all.
She is as dark as night,
As brown as Sandy soil,
She is an African beauty!
