Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Is The Colour, artist - Gaelic Storm. Album song Tree, in the genre Кельтская музыкаDate of issue: 31.12.2000
Record label: Higher Octave
Song language: English
Black Is The Colour |
| Now, black is the color of my true love's hair |
| Her lips are like, some roses fair |
| The sweetest smile, and the gentlest hands |
| I love the ground, where on she stands |
| I love my love, and well she knows |
| I love the ground, where on she goes |
| I hope the day, will one day come |
| When she and I, will be as one |
| Now, black is the color of my true love's hair |
| Her lips are like, some roses fair |
| The sweetest smile, and the gentlest hands |
| Oh, I love the ground, where on she stands |
| I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep |
| For satisfied, I never can be |
| I write her letters, just a few short lines |
| And suffer death, a thousand times |
| Now, black is the color of my true love's hair |
| Her lips are like, some roses fair |
| The sweetest smile, and the gentlest hands |
| I love the ground, where on she stands |
| I love the ground, where on she stands |