I want the beautiful wings of butterflies
I want the ants to move
I want the pride of eagle flying
I want swallows to build love nests with mud
The heart is like a floating cloud floating around
Where the wind blows, shake it
Who am I? I don't know
I don't think butterflies grow old
Ants are too small
The eagle is too proud and the swallow is too old
Sometimes I hope things get better
I hope it never gets old
Ants grow tall and eagles fly in flocks
Swallows have time to work
I want the beautiful wings of butterflies
I want the ants to move
I want the pride of eagle flying
I want swallows to build love nests with mud
Floating around like a cloud
Where the wind blows, shake it
Who am I? I don't know
I don't think butterflies grow old
Ants are too small
The eagle is too proud and the swallow is too old
I hope things get better sometimes
I hope it never gets old
Ants grow tall and eagles fly in flocks
Swallows have time to work
The heart is like a floating cloud floating around
Where the wind blows, shake it
Who am I? I don't know
Butterflies grow old, ants are too small
The eagle is too proud and the swallow is too old
Sometimes I hope things get better
I hope it never gets old
Ants grow tall and eagles fly in flocks
There is time for swallows to work
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