The touch of your lips upon my brow; Your lips that are cool and sweet. Such tenderness lies in their soft caress My heart forgets to beat. The touch
Hands across the table, While the lights are low, Tho’ you hush your lips, Your finger tips Tell me all I want to know. Hands across the table, Meet so
Prevod: Kemp, Johnny. Ena stvar je vodila k Drug.
