[Verse1] How sweet it is to remember Painful, inexplicable, How your look could burn me... The soul is silent, burning eloquently. [chorus] The body remembers hands and the touch of the lips, Sleep and real like torment. You are rude with love. [verse2] Fog in the eyes, and the heart - rhythm, And tears louder than the clock, But you left - the dream is broken, Disappeared like the wings of a dragonfly. [chorus] The body remembers the hands and the touch of the lips, Like a sleep, like torment. You are rude with love. [verse3] How painful it is to remember: My soul flies into ruins. And to feel goosebumps - A man's touch. [chorus] The body remembers the hands and the touch of the lips, Like a scar from flour. You are rude with love.
