{"id":550,"date":"2007-03-22T12:20:24","date_gmt":"2007-03-22T04:20:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/inking.fishhappy.com\/2007\/03\/22\/550\/"},"modified":"2008-05-27T20:46:17","modified_gmt":"2008-05-27T19:46:17","slug":"%e9%bb%91%e8%89%b2%ef%bc%8c%e6%98%af%e6%88%91%e5%bf%83%e4%b8%8a%e4%ba%ba%e5%a4%b4%e5%8f%91%e7%9a%84%e9%a2%9c%e8%89%b2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/inking.fishhappy.com\/?p=550","title":{"rendered":"\u9ed1\u8272\uff0c\u662f\u6211\u5fc3\u4e0a\u4eba\u5934\u53d1\u7684\u989c\u8272"},"content":{"rendered":"

BLACK IS THE COLOR OF MY TRUE LOVE’S HAIR<\/strong><\/p>\n

I. The First Version I’ve heard<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Black, black, black is the color of my true love’s hair
\n\u9ed1\u8272\uff0c\u662f\u6211\u5fc3\u4e0a\u4eba\u5934\u53d1\u7684\u989c\u8272
\nHis lips are like some rosey fair \u4ed6\u7684\u5634\u5507\u5982\u540c\u73ab\u7470\u822c\u6da6\u6cfd
\nThe finest face and the neatest hands \u4f18\u96c5\u7684\u53cc\u624b\u548c\u7f8e\u597d\u7684\u9762\u5e9e
\nI love the ground where on he stands \u6211\u949f\u60c5\u4e8e\u4ed6\u505c\u7559\u8fc7\u7684\u6bcf\u4e2a\u5730\u65b9<\/p>\n

I love my love and well he knows \u6211\u5982\u6b64\u7231\u4ed6\u800c\u4ed6\u4ece\u6765\u77e5\u9053
\nI love the grass where on he goes \u6211\u949f\u60c5\u4e8e\u4ed6\u7ecf\u8fc7\u7684\u6bcf\u4e00\u682a\u9752\u8349
\nIf he on earth no more I did see \u5982\u679c\u4e0d\u80fd\u518d\u89c1\u5230\u4ed6\u7684\u8eab\u5f71
\nMy life will quickly fade away. \u6211\u7684\u751f\u547d\u4fbf\u4f1a\u8f6c\u77ac\u51cb\u843d<\/p>\n

I’ll climb up the mountain for to mourn and weep \u6211\u5c06\u5728\u65e0\u4eba\u7684\u5c71\u5cf0\u4e0a\u54c0\u4f24\u54ed\u6ce3
\nFor satisfied, I’ll never sleep \u4e3a\u6b64\uff0c\u5f7b\u591c\u4e0d\u518d\u4f11\u606f
\nI’ll write to you in a few little lines \u6211\u4e3a\u4f60\u5199\u4e0b\u90a3\u4e9b\u9690\u79d8\u7684\u60c5\u8bdd
\nI’ll suffer death ten thousand times \u5343\u767e\u6b21\u5728\u6b7b\u4ea1\u7684\u75db\u82e6\u4e2d\u6323\u624e<\/p>\n

The winter is past and the leaves are green \u4e25\u51ac\u5c31\u8fd9\u6837\u8fc7\u53bb\u800c\u7eff\u53f6\u590d\u82cf
\nThe time is gone that we have seen \u65f6\u5149\u7684\u6d41\u901d\u6211\u4eec\u5386\u5386\u5728\u76ee
\nBut still I long for the day to come \u800c\u6211\u4f9d\u7136\u7b49\u7740\u90a3\u4e00\u5929\u7684\u5230\u6765
\nWhen you and I will be as one. \u90a3\u4e00\u5929\uff0c\u6211\u4eec\u878d\u4e3a\u4e00\u4f53<\/p>\n

Black, black, black is the color of my true love’s hair
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\nHis lips are like some rosey fair \u4ed6\u7684\u5634\u5507\u5982\u540c\u73ab\u7470\u822c\u6da6\u6cfd
\nThe finest face and the neatest hands \u4f18\u96c5\u7684\u53cc\u624b\u548c\u7f8e\u597d\u7684\u9762\u5e9e
\nI love the ground where on he stands \u6211\u949f\u60c5\u4e8e\u4ed6\u505c\u7559\u8fc7\u7684\u6bcf\u4e2a\u5730\u65b9<\/p>\n

Black, black, black is the color of my true love’s hair
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\nII. Another Version<\/strong><\/p>\n

Black is the color of my true love’s hair
\nHer lips are like some roses fair
\nShe has the sweetest smile
\nand the gentlest hands
\nand I love the ground whereon she stands<\/p>\n

I go to the Clyde where I mourn and weep
\nFor satisfied I never can be
\nAnd I write her a letter just a few short lines
\nAnd I suffer death a thousand times<\/p>\n

For black is the color of my true love’s hair
\nHer lips are like some roses fair
\nShe has the sweetest smile
\nand the gentlest hands
\nand I love the ground whereon she stands<\/p>\n

I love my love and well she knows
\nI love the ground whereon she goes
\nAnd I wish the day it soon will come
\nWhen she and I could be as one<\/p>\n

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III. The NBest Version by Nina Simone<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Black is the color of my true love’s hair
\nHis face so soft and wondrous fair
\nThe purest eyes
\nand the strongest hands
\nI love the ground on where he stands
\nI love the ground on where he stands<\/p>\n

Black is the color of my true love’s hair<\/p>\n

Oh I love my lover
\nand where he goes
\nyes, I love the ground on where he goes
\nAnd still I hope
\nthat the time will come
\nwhen he and I will be as one
\nwhen he and I will be as one<\/p>\n

So black is the color of my true love’s hair<\/p>\n

Black is the color of my true love’s hair
\nBlack is the color of my love so fair
\nBlack is her body, so firm, so bold
\nBlack is her beauty, her soul of gold <\/span>I carry my love in my arm
\nEvery everywhere
\nAnd no matter where I go
\nShe is always there<\/span>I remember how she came to me
\nIn a vision of my mind
\nI remember how she said to me
\nDon\u2019t ever look behind<\/span>She said: Look ahead,
\nand I would see, someone is always loving me
\nHer picture is painted in my memory
\nWithout the color of distain
\nAnd no matter where I go
\nShe is always there
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