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Oh, sweet Dardanella,I love your harem eyes,I'm a lucky fellow to capture such a prize,Oh, Allah knows my love for youAnd he tells you to be true, Dardanella,Oh, hear my sigh, my Oriental,Oh, sweet Dardanella, prepare the wedding wine,There'll be one girl in my harem, when you're mine.We'll build a tentJust like the children of the Orient.Oh, sweet DardanellaMy star of love divine.Down beside the Dardanella Bay,Where Oriental breezes play,There lives a lonesome maid Armenian.By the Dardanelles with glowing eyesShe looks across the seas and sighsAnd weaves her love spell so sirenian.Soon I shall return to TurkestanI will ask for her heart and hand.Oh, sweet Dardanella,I love your harem eyes,I'm a lucky fellow to capture such a prize,Oh, Allah knows my love for youSongtexteAnd he tells you to be true, Dardanella,Oh, hear my sigh, my Oriental,Oh, sweet Dardanella, prepare the wedding wine,There'll be one girl in my harem, when you're mine.We'll build a tentJust like the children of the Orient. Aus Songtexte Mania