Luyện nghe bài hát The Touch of Your Lips

When troubles get me, beset me
And let me go,
I to you for consolation.
There I new peace of mind;
To behind my woe
I turn to you as I always do.

The of your lips upon my brow,
Your lips that are and sweet,
Such tenderness lies in their caress,
My heart to beat.

The of your hands upon my head,
The in your eyes a-shine,
And now, at last, moment divine,
The touch of your on mine.

The touch of your hands my head,
The love in your a-shine,
And now, at last, that divine,
The touch of lips on mine.