[Chorus]
Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair
His lips are like some rosy fair
The prettiest face and the neatest hands
I love the grass where on he stands

[Verse]
I love my love and this he knows
I love the ground where on he goes
If he no more on earth I see
I'd kept serve him as he has me

[Chorus]
Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair
His lips are like some rosy fair
If he no morе on earth I see
'Twill shall be the еnd of me