Wine comes in at the mouth

A Drinking Song
By William Butler Yeats

Wine comes in at the mouth 
And love comes in at the eye; 
That’s all we shall know for truth 
Before we grow old and die. 
I lift the glass to my mouth, 
I look at you, and I sigh.

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Music by Morakot Cherdchoo-ngarm
Composed : June 8th 2016
Finished : June 17th 2016.

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