While Your Lips Are Still Red

[00:22.77] Sweet little words made for silence, not talk

[00:27.52] Young heart for love not heartache

[00:32.26] Dark hair for catching the wind

[00:36.01] Not to veil the sight of a cold world

[00:41.26] Kiss while your lips are still red

[00:47.76] While he's still silent

[00:51.02] Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled

[00:59.27] Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool

[01:06.51] Drown into eyes while they're still blind

[01:12.51] Love while the night still hides the withering dawn

[01:38.93] First day of love never comes back

[01:42.18] A passionate hour's never a wasted one

[01:48.43] The violin, the poet's hand

[01:52.18] Every thawing heart plays your theme with care

[01:57.58] Kiss while your lips are still red

[02:04.08] While he's still silent

[02:07.08] Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled

[02:15.33] Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool

[02:22.58] Drown into eyes while they're still blind

[02:28.58] Love while the night still hides the withering dawn

[02:54.89] Kiss while your lips are still red

[03:01.64] While he's still silent

[03:04.89] Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled

[03:13.13] Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool

[03:20.13] Drown into eyes while they're still blind

[03:26.14] Love while the night still hides the withering dawn