Luyện nghe bài hát Breathless

It's up in the it's on the downs
And white clouds like gamboling lambs
And I am breathless you
And the robin beats his wings
His throat it trembles he sings
For he is helpless you

And the hooded bluebells bow
And bend heads all a-down
by the early morning dew
At the stream, at the bubbling brook
The leap up to take a look
For are breathless over you

Still your hands, and 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 without you
And the fox chases the round
And the rabbit hides the ground
For he is without you

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

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