Black is the color of my true loves hair His lips are like some roses fair He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon
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 whereon
Bless your heart And your tired eyes And try to keep your strength Your life bleeds like the red I wore On my lips as skin turned pale Take this breath
Black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon
Black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are like a rose so fair She's got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands I love the ground whereon
Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some rose so fair She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands Oh, I love the ground
Black is the colour of my true love's hair His face is soft and one rose fair the purest eyes and the strongest hands I love the ground whereon he stands
Black is the color of my true love's hair. His lips are like some roses fair He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands I love the ground whereon
Chorus: Now black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair The sweetest smile and the gentlest hands I love the ground
Oh black is the colour of my true love's hair His face is softly, wonder's fair The prettiest eyes and the neatest hands I love the ground whereon he
Translation: An Cat Dubh. Black Is The Colour.
Translation: Moore, Christy. Black Is The Colour.
Translation: The Corrs. Black Is The Colour.
Translation: The Czars. Black Is The Colour.
Translation: Gaelic Storm. Black Is The Colour.
Translation: Irish Folksongs. Black Is The Colour.
Translation: Neverending White Lights. Black Is The Colour Of My True Love's Heart.
Translation: Weller, Paul. Black Is The Colour.
