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Black Is the Colour (États-Unis) Video (MV)






Albane Carrère - Black Is the Colour (États-Unis) Lyrics




Black is the color
Of my true love's hair,
His lips are something
Rosy fair,
The sweetest smile
And the kindest hands
I love the grass whereon the stands.
I love my love and well he knows.
I love the grass whereon he goes
If he no more on earth will be,
Twill surely be the end of me.
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Black is the color
Of my true love's hair,
His lips are something
Rosy fair,
The sweetest smile
And the kindest hands
I love the grass whereon the stands.
I love my love and well he knows.
I love the grass whereon he goes
If he no more on earth will be,
Twill surely be the end of me.
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Writer: Kit Downes, Luciano Berio
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