Текст Joan Baez – Black Is The Color
Текст:
Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love’s hair
Her lips are like a rose so fair
And the prettiest face and the neatest hands.
I love the grass whereon she stands
She with the wondrous hair.
She with the wondrous hair.
Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love’s hair
Her face is something truly rare.
Oh I do love my love and so well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes.
She with the wondrous hair.
Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love’s hair
Alone, my life would be so bare.
I would sigh, I would weep,
I would never fall asleep
My love is ‘way beyond compare
She with the wondrous hair.
Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love’s hair.
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