Black Is The Color Of my True Love's Hair
 作词 : Traditional
 作曲 : Traditional

Black  black  black is the colour of my true love's hair
His lips are something wond'rous fair
The purest eyes and the bravest hands
I love the grass whereon he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
And if my love no more I see
My life would quickly fade away
Black  black  black is the colour of my true love's hair