Luyện nghe bài hát The Touch of Your Lips

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

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

*The touch of 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 *.)