Your Hands 歌词

Your hands understand me, they speak to me They touch me, they take me, they make me tender Don't stop hugging me every second Because without you I'm a drifting ship That's why touch me, caress me, pass your hands For all my skin that there is nothing left that I do not explore Your hands, because your hands are magical and wonderful They make you feel sensations full of pleasure and ecstasy Your hands understand me, they speak to me They touch me, they take me, they make me tender Don't stop hugging me every second Because without you I'm a drifting ship Your hands are a delight of pleasure, caressing me They talk to me, they tell me not to tremble, not to They will hurt, on the contrary, they will fill me with affection and love That they will take me to places that I have never traveled Your hands understand me, they speak to me They touch me, they take me, they make me tender Don't stop hugging me every second Because without you I'm a drifting ship