Paroles de Black is the colour

Paul Weller

pochette album Black is the colour
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Date de parution : 01/01/2004

Durée : 0:03:29

Style : Rock



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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 she stands

I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes
I wish the day it soon would come
When she and i will be as one

I go to the clyde and i mourn and weep
For satisfied i never can be
I'll write her a letter just a few short lines
And i owe death a thousand times

Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like red roses fair
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And i love the ground whereon she stands

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