Текст (слова) песни: Joan Baez - Black Is The Color
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.
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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