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.
Black is the colour, of my true loves hair. her lips are like some roses fair. she's got the sweetest smile, and the gentlest hands. and I love the ground, where on she stands.
Black is the colorr of my true love's hair. Her lips are like some roses fair. She's the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.. I love the ground whereon she stands.
All your hidden faces. Your seven veils unfold. Give me forbidden places. All your tales untold. Give me ever and always. Ever and always. Body and soul.
Black is the color of my true love`s hair. Her lips are like some roses fair. She`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.. I love the ground wheron she stands.
( Traditional ). . Black is the color of my true love's hair. His face is like some wondrous fair. With the prettiest face and the neatest hands. I love the ground whereon he stands.