Cara Dillon vs Devine - Black Is The Colour | Текст песни

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• Cara Dillon vs Devine
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Black is the colour 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 she stands I love my love and well she knows I love the ground whereon she goes And how I wish the day would come When she and I can be as one I go to the Clyde and mourn and weep Satisfied I never will sleep I'll write her a letter, just a few short lines And suffer death ten thousand times Black is the colour 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 she stands I love the ground whereon she stands

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