Black Is The Colour
The Corrs Lyrics


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Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
I wish that day would soon come
When he and I can be as one

I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never sleep
I write him letters just a few short lines
And I suffer death ten thousand times

Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands




I love the ground whereon he stands
I love I love I love the ground whereon he stands

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Corrs' Black Is the Colour describe the singer's love for their significant other, who has black hair and features that are like roses. The singer admires their love's smile and touch, and is deeply in love with them. They long for the day when they can be together as one, indicating that there may be something preventing them from being together at present.


The second stanza sees the singer going to the Clyde, where they mourn and weep, indicating that they are deeply unhappy without their loved one. They write short letters to their love, and despite being one of the thousands who suffer from the same fate, the singer feels like they are suffering death ten thousand times without their significant other.


Overall, the lyrics of Black Is the Colour express a deep longing and love for someone who is either far away or not currently accessible, making the singer deeply unhappy. The lyrics are both mournful and loving, showcasing the intensity of the singer's emotions towards their love.


Line by Line Meaning

Black is the colour of my true loves hair
The deep black color of my beloved's hair reflects the depth of his personality and character.


His lips are like some roses fair
My love's soft and tender lips are as beautiful as the fairest roses.


He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
Not only is my love physically attractive, he has a kind and gentle demeanor that makes him wonderful to be around.


And I love the ground whereon he stands
I cherish every place my beloved steps, as they are touched by his presence.


I love my love and well he knows
My love knows how deeply and passionately I feel about him.


I love the ground whereon he goes
Every step he takes is precious to me and I hold it dear to my heart.


I wish that day would soon come
I eagerly wait for the day when we can be together and fully share our love.


When he and I can be as one
I yearn for our hearts and souls to be united, creating a deeper and more meaningful connection.


I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
I am filled with heartache and sorrow and often cry when I am near the Clyde river.


For satisfied I never sleep
I cannot find peace or contentment without my love by my side, and it keeps me up at night.


I write him letters just a few short lines
Although words cannot fully express my love, I write short notes to my beloved to keep the connection strong.


And I suffer death ten thousand times
The pain of separation from my true love is like dying many times over, making each day a struggle.


I love I love I love the ground whereon he stands
My love for my beloved and his presence is so intense, it seeps into every surrounding space and place he roams.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: DP, ANDREA JANE CORR, CAROLINE CORR, JAMES CORR, SHARON CORR

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@ghadabenkraiem1000

Lyrics


Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
I wish that day would soon come
When he and I can be as one
I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never sleep
I write him letters just a few short lines
And I suffer death ten thousand times
Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands
I love the ground whereon he stands
I love I love I love the ground whereon he stands



All comments from YouTube:

@emmathomsonsmith

Still one of my fav songs of all time and the corrs did the best version

@edwardgivenscomposer

I agree. There are a lot of good versions - Christy Moore, Nina Simone, and Paul Caldwell's version is lovely too. But this one ... has this amazing sense of the loss and despair of unrequited love. Truly beautiful. Alas! I know what my heart truly wants, but this will never be mine

@makhin4325

I listened to this album for the first time in 2005/2006 and this song is my favorite... it's sweet and beautiful at the same time I was 15 and I'm currently 32 thank you The Corrs

@RandomlyGenius

Still listening to this till this day! ❤️🥂

@AnnieLavender

This song is incredible! I can’t stop replaying it, the lyrics of the song and music is beautiful!
I’d love to know more songs like this one :)

@MajestyMarium

This song is so beautiful. <3

@eva311270

Andrea's voice is amazing!

@joannestamper3584

I love this song and reminds me of my fella who works away a lot. Love it

@ghadabenkraiem1000

Lyrics


Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
I wish that day would soon come
When he and I can be as one
I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never sleep
I write him letters just a few short lines
And I suffer death ten thousand times
Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands
I love the ground whereon he stands
I love I love I love the ground whereon he stands

@meowrawrrr2060

A beautifully sad song 💔

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