Lisa Lambe - (2011) Celtic Woman: Believe - Black Is The Colour | Текст песни

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• (2011) Celtic Woman: Believe - Black Is The Colour

Black is the colour of my true love's hair.
Her lips are like some rose so fair.
She has 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.

Black is the colour of my true love's hair.
Her lips are like some rose so fair.
She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground where on she stands.
I love the ground where on she stands.

Black is the colour of my true love's hair.
Her lips are like a rose so fair.
She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground whereon she stands.
I love the ground whereon she stands.
I love the ground-
-whereon she stands.

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