Black Is The Color کے بول

Black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands I love the ground where on she stands I love my love and well she knows I love the ground where on she goes And how I wish the day will come When she and I can be as one Black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands I love the ground where on she stands I love the ground where on she stands Black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are like roses so fair She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands And I love the ground where on she stands And I love the ground where on she stands I love the ground whereon she stands