letra de black is the colour - paul weller
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black is the color of my true love’s hair
her lips are like some roses fair
she has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
and i love the ground whereon she stands
i love my love and well she knows
i love the ground whereon she goes
i wish the day it soon would come
when she and i could be as one
i go to the clyde and i mourn and weep
for satisfied i never can be
i’ll write her a letter just a few short lines
and i owe death a thousand times
black is the color of my true love’s hair
her lips are like red roses fair
she has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
and i love the ground whereon she stands
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