Maria and her family went away
They moved back to Cardiff Bay
On their last night together
Both of them were crying
The last time they held each other
The last time they loved each other
When he got back home again
He felt like he was dying
Dying for love
Dying for love
This was the end
He was dying for love
His parents said that it was for the best
Were glad she had moved out to the west
So glad that she wasn’t coming back
Didn’t like the fact that she was black
They saw the way ahead so clear
Their boy could start his new career
He knew there was no way that he could see her
Still he was dying for the love of his Maria
Dying for love
Dying for love
He was dying for love
Dying for the love of his Maria
They moved back to Cardiff Bay
On their last night together
Both of them were crying
The last time they held each other
The last time they loved each other
When he got back home again
He felt like he was dying
Dying for love
Dying for love
This was the end
He was dying for love
His parents said that it was for the best
Were glad she had moved out to the west
So glad that she wasn’t coming back
Didn’t like the fact that she was black
They saw the way ahead so clear
Their boy could start his new career
He knew there was no way that he could see her
Still he was dying for the love of his Maria
Dying for love
Dying for love
He was dying for love
Dying for the love of his Maria
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