Тексты песен Hal Kemp

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 tenderly, And they say, In their little

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 of your hands upon my head, The love in your