It′s up in the morning, it's on the downs

A 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

And 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 and still your soul

For still the fire of our love is true

And I am breathless without you

The wind circles among the trees

And it bangs about of the new made leaves

For it is breathless without you

And the fox chases the rabbit around

And 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

And the blood in my veins, 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 and still your mind

For still the fire of our love is true

And I am breathless without you