Black Is The Colour Songtext

Coppelius

von Hertzmaschine

Black Is The Colour Songtext
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her face so soft and wonderous fair
The purest eyes and the dearest hands
I love the grass on where she stands

I love my love and well she knows
I love the grass on where she goes
And still I hope that time will come
When she and I will be as one
The winter is passed and the leaves are green
The time is passed that we have seen
But still I hope the time will come
That you and I will be as one
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