Letra de Breathless (Live At The Sydney Opera House)
I'm gonna do um, "Breathless" Alright, we'll try this, this is a joyful song So make the fucking most of it 'Cause it's, it's downhill from -It's up in the morning, it's on the downs A little white cloud's like gambolling lambs And I am breathless over youThe red-breasted robin beats his wings His throat, it trembles when he sings For he is helpless before youThe happy hooded bluebells bow And bend their heads all down And heavied by the early morning dewAt the whispering stream, at the bubbling brook The fishes leap up to take a look For they are breathless over youStill your hands and still your heart For still your face comes shining through And all the morning glows anewStill your mind, still your soul For still the fire of love is true And I am breathless without youAgainThe wind circles among the trees It bangs about the new-made leaves For it is breathless without youThe fox chases the rabbit around The rabbit hides beneath the ground For he's defenseless without youStill your hands and still your heart For still your face comes shining through And all the morning glows anewStill your soul and still your mind For still the fire of love is true And I am breathless without youYeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah