Black is the color of my true love's hair Black is the color of my love, so fair Black is her body, so firm, so gold Black is her beauty, her soul of gold
I carry my love in my heart everywhere And no matter where I go she is always there
I remember how she came to me in a vision of my mind I remember how she said to me: „Don't ever look behind" She said: „Look ahead" - and I would see someone always loving me...
Her picture is painted in my memory without a color of despair And no matter where I go she is always there