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Black is the color of my true love's hair



Traditional - Black is the color of my true love's hair - текст песни (слова)

Black is the colour of my true love's hair. 
 Her lips are something wond'rous fair, 
 The purest eyes and the daintiest hands, 
 I love the grass whereon she stands. 
 
 I love my love and well she knows, 
 I love the ground whereon she goes. 
 The prettiest face, the daintiest hands, 
 I love the grass whereon she stands.   
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