Luyện nghe bài hát Breathless

It's up in the morning on the downs
And little clouds like gamboling lambs
And I am over you
And the red-breasted beats his wings
His throat it trembles when he
For he is before you

And the hooded bluebells bow
And bend their all a-down
Heaved by the morning dew
At the whispering stream, at the brook
The fishes up to take a look
For are breathless over you

Still hands, and still your heart
For still your face comes through
And all the morning a new
your mind, still your soul
For still, the fire of a is true
And I am without you

The wind circles the trees
And it bangs about the new made
For it is breathless you
And the fox chases the rabbit
And the hides beneath the ground
For he is without you

The sky of dies away
And all the earthly things they to play
For we are all without you
I to my juddering bones
The blood in my veins, the wind in my
And I am without you

your hands and still your heart
For still your face shining through
And all the glows a new
Still your soul, still mind
For still, the of a love is true
And I am without you