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

 Black Is The 
 
 Black  the colour of my true loves hair
 His lips  like some roses fair
 He has the sweetest smile and  gentlest hands
 And  love the ground whereon he stands
 I love my  and well he knows
 I love the ground whereon  goes
  wish that day would soon come
 When he and I can  as one
 
 I go to the  and I mourn and weep
 For satisfied I  sleep
 I  him letters just a few short lines
 And I suffer death ten  times
 
  is the colour of my true loves hair
 His lips are  some roses fair
  has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
 And I love the ground whereon  stands
 I love the ground  he stands
 I love I  I love the ground whereon he stands