I'm giving up the ghost of loveAnd a shadow is cast on devotion
She is the one that I adore
Queen of my silent suffocation
Break this bittersweet spell on me
lost in the arms of destiny
Bittersweet
I won't give up
I'm possessed by her
I'm wearing her cross
She's turned into my curse
Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny
Bittersweet
I want you
All I want is you
And I need you
All i need is you
Break this bittersweet spell on me
lost in the arms of destiny
Break this bittersweet spell on me
lost in the arms of destiny.
Bittersweet
# I just got down from the isle of sky #
ResponderExcluir# I'm not very big, but I'm awful shy #
# The lassies shout as I walk by #
# Donald, where's your trousers? #
# Let the wind blow high,let the wind blow low #
# Through the streets in my kilt I'll go #
# All the lassies cry hello #
# Donald, where's your trousers? #
# I went to a fancy ball #
# It was slippery in the hall #
# I was a-feared that I may fall #
# 'Cause I nay had on trousers #
# Let the wind blow high,let the wind blow low #
# Through the streets in my kilt I'll go #
# All the lassies cry hello #
# Donald, where's your trousers? #
# The lassies love me, every one #
# But they must catch me if they can #
# You cannae put the brakes on a highland man
# Sayin', Donald, where's your trousers? #
# Let the wind blow high #
# Let the wind blow low #
# Through the streets in my kilt I'll go #
# All the lassies cry hello #
# Donald, where's your trousers? #
# I went down to London town #
# To have a little fun in the underground #
# The ladies turned their heads around #
# Sayin', Donald, where's your trousers? #
# Let the wind blow high #
# Let the wind blow low #
# Through the streets in my kilt I'll go #
# All the lassies cry hello #
# Donald, where's your trousers? #
# Let the wind blow high,let the wind blow low #
# Through the streets in my kilt I'll go #
# All the lassies cry hello #
# Donald, where's your trousers? #