Black Is The Colour
Tia Blake Lyrics


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Black, black, black is the colour
Of my true love's hair
His lips are something wondrous fair
The purest eyes and the bravest hands
I love the ground whereon he stands
Black, black, black is the colour
Of my true love's hair
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
And if no more my love I'd seen
My life would fade in misery




Black, black, black is the colour
Of my true love's hair

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tia Blake’s “Black Is the Colour” are a romantic ode to the singer’s true love. The repetition of the word “black” adds emphasis to the intense feelings the singer has for their lover. The first thing the singer mentions is their true love’s hair. They describe it as black, which is a common hair color but also might have symbolic significance. In many cultures, black represents death, mourning, or mystery. However, in the context of the song, it’s more likely that the color represents the depths of the singer’s passion for their lover. The next lines suggest that the lover has beautiful lips and sincere eyes and is a brave protector, all things that the singer greatly admires.


The singer then goes on to profess their love for the ground that their lover walks on, indicating that they cherish everything related to them, even beyond physical attributes. The singer assures their lover of their devotion, saying “I love my love and well he knows.” The final stanza suggests that the singer’s love for their true love is so strong that life without them would be unbearable. The lyrics express a profound, all-encompassing love for someone.


Line by Line Meaning

Black, black, black is the colour
The color black is a fundamental aspect of my love and everything related to him.


Of my true love's hair
My lover has black hair, which is one of the things that defines him.


His lips are something wondrous fair
My lover's lips are incredibly beautiful and attractive to me.


The purest eyes and the bravest hands
My lover has bright and clear eyes, which are a symbol of his purity, and strong and courageous hands, which I admire.


I love the ground whereon he stands
I love everything about my lover, including the places he frequents and where he stands.


Black, black, black is the colour
The color black continues to be an essential part of my love and his identity.


Of my true love's hair
Again, my lover's hair is a defining characteristic of him that I cherish.


I love my love and well he knows
I am openly and emphatically devoted to my lover and he is aware of my intense affection.


I love the ground whereon he goes
I am fascinated by the places my lover visits and the experiences he has there.


And if no more my love I'd seen
If I were to lose my lover and not see him again, my life would be filled with unbearable pain and sadness.


My life would fade in misery
The loss of my lover would be so profound that I would likely slip into a state of deep sadness and despair.


Black, black, black is the colour
Once again, black is an integral and beloved component of my lover and our relationship.


Of my true love's hair
The black hair of my lover is a symbol of his identity, personality, and significance to me.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Kripa Shakya

Black, black, black is the colour
Of my true love's hair
His lips are something wondrous fair
The purest eyes and the bravest hands
I love the ground whereon he stands
Black, black, black is the colour
Of my true love's hair
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
And if no more my love I'd seen
My life would fade in misery
Black, black, black is the colour
Of my true love's hair



All comments from YouTube:

Mr Gritster

This woman's voice is immaculate, this album will stay with me until I die.

Tonton Benito

Fantastique. Tia Blake chant, Michel Sada guitare solo,Benito Merlino artistique directeur. Une reussite totale. Un Trio formidable. Bravi.

Kripa Shakya

Black, black, black is the colour
Of my true love's hair
His lips are something wondrous fair
The purest eyes and the bravest hands
I love the ground whereon he stands
Black, black, black is the colour
Of my true love's hair
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
And if no more my love I'd seen
My life would fade in misery
Black, black, black is the colour
Of my true love's hair

SweetSmoke21

Wonderful performance, thanks for sharing :)

R Sherman

perfect voice for this song

Simon Tan

this is so good, thanks for posting!

Benito Merlino

Magnifique Tia. Ton directeur artistique Benito Merlino.

Tonton Benito

Addio tia,ceci est un formidable enregistrement que nous avons fait a Paris en 1971 au studio des Abesses a monmartre. Ca restera 'notre beau bebe'. Ton etoile continuera a briller pour lontemps. Benito merlino ton artistique directeur.

scottmontreal

J'étais proche de Tia et de sa famille à l'époque. J'avais une copie de ce merveilleux album, mais malheureusement je l'ai perdu. Merci pour votre travail sur ce bel album qui est maintenant un souvenir sentimental d'une "true love".

LUZ NG

En el tren de noche hacia mi trabajo de cuidador de ancianos...

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