Black Is The Colour
Espers Lyrics


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Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face is like some wondrous fair
With the prettiest face and the neatest hands
I love the ground whereon he stands

I love my love
And whell he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
If you know ???
.....

I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep
But satisfied I never can sleep
I'll write him a letter, just a few short lines
I'll suffer death one thousand times

Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face is like some wondrous fair




With the prettiest face and the neatest hands
I love the ground whereon he stands

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Espers' song, "Black Is the Colour," are a beautiful tribute to the singer's true love. The song describes the physical features of the singer's beloved, highlighting the beauty of his jet-black hair, his wondrous fair face, and his neat hands. The singer also expresses their love for their partner and the ground on which they stand. The second half of the song takes on a more melancholic tone, as the singer goes to the Clyde to mourn and weep, unable to find satisfaction in their grief. However, they resolve to write a letter to their love, even if it means suffering death a thousand times.


Overall, the song captures both the joy and pain of being in love. The beauty of the singer's descriptions speaks to the intense feelings that come with loving someone deeply, while the idea of suffering death a thousand times suggests the anguish that can come with being separated from the one you love. The somber notes of the melody also add to the emotional depth of the song, making it a powerful expression of the complexity of human emotion.


Line by Line Meaning

Black is the color of my true love's hair
My true love's hair is the color black


His face is like some wondrous fair
His face is astonishingly beautiful


With the prettiest face and the neatest hands
He has the most beautiful face and tidy hands


I love the ground whereon he stands
I love everything about him, even the ground he walks on


I love my love
I love my true love


And whell he knows
And he knows it


I love the ground whereon he goes
I love everything he does, even where he goes


If you know ???
It is unclear what the artist is trying to convey here


I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep
I go to the river Clyde to grieve and cry


But satisfied I never can sleep
I can never sleep contentedly


I'll write him a letter, just a few short lines
I'll write him a brief letter


I'll suffer death one thousand times
I would rather die than be without him




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DAMIEN GEORGE RICE, . TRADITIONAL

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