Butterflies love the beauty of flowers,
Flowers go back with spring.
Fly with you,
You can only stay one night.
Human feelings are like flowing water,
It is tears that flow to my heart.
Once in love, once in pain,
Parting can make your heart grow.
Butterflies are drunk with flowers,
Flowers fly with the wind.
My heart slowly to,
You treat love as a hangover.
My beloved cannot be called back,
Back to me, my dreams are grey.
Hope for some, hate some,
But never know regret.
Butterflies fly all over the sky,
Oh, flowers do not thank, love will not snow.
Oh, I hope to break my dream with you again.
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