Paroles Black Is The Colour de Luka Bloom

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Black is the colour of my true love's hairHer lips are like some rose so fairShe has the sweetest smile and the gentlest handsI love the ground whereon she standsI love my love, and well she knowsI love the ground whereon she goesI wish the day it soon might comeWhen she and I might be as oneBlack is the colour of my true love's hairHer lips are like some rose so fairShe has the sweetest smile and the gentlest handsI love the ground whereon she standsI'll go to the Clyde and I mourn and weepWhere satisfied I never shall beI write her a letter, just a few short linesAnd suffer death ten thousand timesBlack is the colour of my true love's hairHer lips are like some rose so fairShe has the sweetest smile and the gentlest handsI love the ground whereon she stands


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