🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Black Is The Colour - Cara Dillon

  Is The Colour
 
 Black is  colour of my true loves hair
 His lips  like some roses fair
 He  the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
  I love the ground whereon he stands
 I love my love and well he 
 I love the ground whereon he 
  wish that day would soon come
 When he and I  be as one
 
 I go to the Clyde and I  and weep
 For  I never sleep
 I write him letters just a  short lines
 And I suffer death  thousand times
 
 Black is the colour of my true loves 
  lips are like some roses fair
 He has the sweetest smile and the  hands
  I love the ground whereon he stands
 I love the ground whereon  stands
 I love I love I love the ground whereon he