The Smell of the Whip کے بول

This, I remember now All the feelings that I have felt during the whole year All come back Do you feel the same And I will burn Waiting for a smile Or any mark of feeling Then we will be here Then we will be I will make you feel The smell of the whip And your skin Will ask for more and more Star map and destiny You and your feelings Then we will burn So, we will be drawn eternally