It's up in the morning and on the downs Little white clouds like gambolling lambs And I am breathless over you And the red-breasted robin beats his wings His throat it trembles when he sings For he is helpless before you The happy hooded bluebells bow And bend their heads all a-down Heavied by the early morning dew At the whispering stream, at the bubbling brook The fishes leap up to take a look For they are breathless over you Still your hands And still your heart For still your face comes shining through And all the morning glows anew Still your mind Still your soul For still, the fare of love is true And I am breathless without you The wind circles among the trees And it bangs about the new-made leaves For it is breathless without you The fox chases the rabbit round The rabbit hides beneath the ground For he is defenceless without you The sky of daytime dies away And all the earthly things they stop to play For we are all breathless without you I listen to my juddering bones The blood in my veins and the wind in my lungs And I am breathless without you Still your hands And still your heart For still your face comes shining through And all the morning glows anew Still your soul Still your mind Still, the fire of love is true And I am breathless without you
Je bedoelt deze, hé... ken ik dank zij jou !! Haar versie is niet beter, maar anders... van de Nick Cave versie wordt ik vrolijk, van de Cat Power versie word ik melancholisch...
Maar ze zijn natuurlijk allebei prachtig !!
K. x
12-04-2009, 22:21 geschreven door K.
cat power
search for her version, even better ...
12-04-2009, 12:15 geschreven door lmk
Stuur me een email...
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