Cara Dillon - Black is the Colour

[[Nana]]

Black is the colour of my true love's hair.

Her lips are like a rose so fair.

She's got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.

I love the ground whereon she stands.



I love my love and well she knows.

I love the ground whereon she goes.

And how I whish the day would come

when she and I can be as one.





I go to the Clyde and mourn and weep

satisfied I never will sleep.

I 'll write her a letter, just a few short lines

And suffer death ten thousand times.

Devo troppo farci un video su Willow e Tara.

[Lyla]

Che bello..