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Black Is the Color

Rhiannon Giddens
2015-02-063:16 minParoles synchronisées

« Black Is the Color » est une chanson de Rhiannon Giddens, 2015, Pop. La chanson dure 3:16, 30 lines / 230 words.

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0:09Black is the color of my true love's hair
0:13His lips are like some rosy fair
0:18The sweetest face and the neatest hands
0:22I love the ground where on he stands
0:27Soft is the feel of my true love's skin
0:32And strong the arms he folds me in
0:37The clearest eyes and the truest heart
0:41He let's me stop before I start
1:04I love my love and well he knows
1:08I love his love and love it grows
1:13Until I know that I would burst
1:17And still I feel the strongest thirst
1:23I love my love and he loves me
1:27To my soul he owns the key
1:31I have his heart and he has mine
1:36I'll kiss his mouth ten thousand times
1:59Black is the color of my true love's hair
2:03His lips are like some rosy fair
2:07The sweetest face and the neatest hands
2:12I love the ground where on he stands
2:34I love my love and well he knows
2:39I love his love and love it grows
2:44Until I know that I would burst
2:48And still I feel the strongest thirst
2:53I love my love and he loves me
2:57To my soul he owns the key
3:01I have his heart and he has mine
3:06I'll kiss his mouth ten thousand times
3:11Black is the color black is the color
3:16Black is the color of my true love's hair
Black is the color of my true love's hair
His lips are like some rosy fair
The sweetest face and the neatest hands
I love the ground where on he stands
Soft is the feel of my true love's skin
And strong the arms he folds me in
The clearest eyes and the truest heart
He let's me stop before I start
I love my love and well he knows
I love his love and love it grows
Until I know that I would burst
And still I feel the strongest thirst
I love my love and he loves me
To my soul he owns the key
I have his heart and he has mine
I'll kiss his mouth ten thousand times
Black is the color of my true love's hair
His lips are like some rosy fair
The sweetest face and the neatest hands
I love the ground where on he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love his love and love it grows
Until I know that I would burst
And still I feel the strongest thirst
I love my love and he loves me
To my soul he owns the key
I have his heart and he has mine
I'll kiss his mouth ten thousand times
Black is the color black is the color
Black is the color of my true love's hair

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