1. Sweet little words made for silence Not so young, heartfelt love not heartache Dark hair fall, catch in the wind Light the way, the sight of a cold world R: Kiss, While your lips are still red While he’s still in silent rest While bosom is still untouched Unveiled on another hair While the hand’s still without a tool Drown into eyes while they’re still blind Love while the night still hides the withering dawn 2. First day of love never comes back Compassion, its power’s never a wasted wrong The violin, the poet’s hand Every thawing heart plays your theme with care R: Kiss, While your lips are still red While he’s still in silent rest While bosom is still untouched Unveiled on another hair While the hand’s still without a tool Drown into eyes while they’re still blind Love while the night still hides the withering dawn While... R: Kiss, While your lips are still red While he’s still in silent rest While bosom is still untouched Unveiled on another hair While the hand’s still without a tool Drown into eyes while they’re still blind Love while the night still hides the withering dawn