What it is to you?
What it is to you?
What it is to you if I wear black
All the time.
All the time.
Sometimes wearing white as a bride.
During the Holy Communion.
Till the Lord comes again.
Till the Lord comes again.
I 'll be in white.
Sometimes it just happen everyone's wearing
black, at the same time.
A favourite colour;
It says I am not alone.
I am free
Please do not disturb
This is my way
of life; black is beautiful.
Goes well with a tint of red or yellow.
It happens to be black.
A colour of choice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
black as well as white green as well as red yellow as well as violet all colors are beautiful at beautiful eyes and in beautiful minds!