Well love is quite a very special thing
It helps us to get over with the worst that we can think
My story is so tragically sad
It nearly made me desperate, yes, it nearly drove me mad

It started once in heaven when I first met her in May
I had never thought that it would end this way

And we made it all together and we gave us all we had
She would gather all the flowers, I would carry her on hands
But then clouds were growing darker and disease had blurred her eyes
So we fought against the ending and I watched my lady die
Romance in black
Romance in black

I got to live without her from now on
But never I will lose her love, although she might be gone
The body laid to rest under her stone
I'm left to be a loner but no left to be alone

It started once in heaven, now it ended in the clay
She will always be inside me, anyway

And we made it all together and we gave us all we had
She would gather all the flowers, I would carry her on hands
But then clouds were growing darker and disease had blurred her eyes
So we fought against the ending and I watched my lady die
Romance in black
Romance in black
Romance in black
Romance in black, yeah!

It started once in heaven when I first met her in May
I had never thought that it would end this way

And we made it all together and we gave us all we had
She would gather all the flowers, I would carry her on hands
But then clouds were growing darker and disease had blurred her eyes
So we fought against the ending and I watched my lady die
Romance in black
Romance in black
Romance in black
Romance in black, yeah!