Black is the colour
Black is the colour of my true love's hair.
Her lips are like a rose so fair.
She's got 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.
And how I wish the day would come
when she and I can be as one.
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Ирландское. Приятное.
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