Well love is quite a very special thing It helps us to get over with the worst that we can think My story is so tragically sad It nearly made me desperate, yes, it nearly drove me mad
It started once in heaven when I first met her in May I had never thought that it would end this way
And we made it all together and we gave us all we had She would gather all the flowers, I would carry her on hands But then clouds were growing darker and disease had blurred her eyes So we fought against the ending and I watched my lady die Romance in black Romance in black
I got to live without her from now on But never I will lose her love, although she might be gone The body laid to rest under her stone I'm left to be a loner but no left to be alone
It started once in heaven, now it ended in the clay She will always be inside me, anyway
And we made it all together and we gave us all we had She would gather all the flowers, I would carry her on hands But then clouds were growing darker and disease had blurred her eyes So we fought against the ending and I watched my lady die Romance in black Romance in black Romance in black Romance in black, yeah!
It started once in heaven when I first met her in May I had never thought that it would end this way
And we made it all together and we gave us all we had She would gather all the flowers, I would carry her on hands But then clouds were growing darker and disease had blurred her eyes So we fought against the ending and I watched my lady die Romance in black Romance in black Romance in black Romance in black, yeah!