комментированный список 1962 "Концерты Джоан Баэз, часть 1"
Black Is The Color (arr. by J. J. Niles)
Black, black, black
is the color of my true love's hair
His lips are something wonderous fair
The purest eyes and the bravest hands
I love the ground 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 color of my true love's hair.
Сверил с фонограммой VФ
версия от лица мужчины (оригинальная аранжировка Джекоба Найлса?)
Black, black, black
is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like a rose so fair
And the prettiest face and the neatest hands.
I love the grass whereon she stands
She with the wondrous hair.
Black, black, black
is the color of my true love's hair
Her face is something truly rare.
Oh I do love my love and so well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes.
She with the wondrous hair.
Black, black, black
is the color of my true love's hair
Alone, my life would be so bare.
I would sigh, I would weep,
I would never fall asleep
My love is 'way beyond compare
She with the wondrous hair.
Black, black, black
is the color of my true love's hair.