My dark-haired girl, your hair does grace,
In silken strands, your perfect face;
Your face is like a portal to,
The secret world of me and you.
My dark-haired girl, I kiss your lip,
Like a bee that would seek to sip,
The nectar of a wondrous rose,
In my arms I’ll hold you close.
My dark-haired girl, I've promised you,
And you your faith have given too,
I would not change for the crown of an Earl,
The pride of being loved by my dark-haired girl.