Luyện nghe bài hát The Touch of Your Lips

When get me, cares 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 touch of your upon my brow,
Your lips that are and sweet,
Such tenderness lies in their caress,
My heart to beat.

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

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