Black is the sky that holds
no stars
Black is the sea below her
Black are the rocks that guard
the shore
And traps the rollin' water
[Chorus]
Cold is the touch of winter
wind
Cold is the eye of the soldier
Cold is the heart that breaks
in two
When true love Is over
Soft is the sky at evening
time
Soft is the hair of the maiden
Soft is the light that reaches
down
When summer moon is fadin'
Red is the light that paints
the trees
Red is the flame of the fire
Red is the sky at evening
time
That touch the city spire
© 1986 Jeff Strange Donnybrook Fair
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