I touch my heart, every day 

I touch the floor of the guest room

And I spin in my memory

Looking for the place where we sat one day

!I can't find it though

I touch my forehead every day

I touch the floor of the kitchen

I daze in my memory searching for the name of your favourite meal

! Memory doesn't help me, so I keep dizzy

every day, I touch my waist

I touch the floor of the bedroom

and I confine the memory into the scent of your body

but I can't remember it!

I take your shirt off the rack

! I put it on my face, and go into an unconscious

Every day, you are in another world

you might touch your heart, and the floor of somehwere

! you might spin and daze in your memory, and lose consciousness

but you don't remember

you never remember

Because you resemble me