Luyện nghe bài hát The Touch of Your Lips

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

The touch of lips upon my brow,
Your that are cool and sweet,
tenderness lies in their soft caress,
My forgets to beat.

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

(Instrumental and pick up at *.)