terça-feira, agosto 12, 2008

Black Is The Colour

Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face is so soft and wondrous fair
The purest eyes
and the strongest hands
I love the ground on where he stands
I love the ground on where he stands
Black is the color of my true love's hair

Oh I love my lover
and well he knows
I love the ground on where he goes
And still I hope that the time will come
when he and I will be as one
when he and I will be as one
Black is the color of my true love's hair

(The Czars)



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