Flower butterfly, flower butterfly, in the jungle, dead in the wilderness.

Flower butterflies spend their lives running for nectar. Where there are flowers, where there are beautiful scenes, there is your beautiful figure. You fly for life, you fly for your mission, but you don't fly for yourself.

Do you endure what worldly things think of you, and still fly for the sake of worldly things? Oh, it's not flying, it's fluttering, it's flying.

Perhaps, you don't feel great, even a little small. But the world thinks that you are a miracle and a great being.

You will live forever in the cage that people have prepared for you, maybe you will have a little pride, but sooner or later you will be unhappy!

Flower butterfly, flower butterfly, in the jungle, dead in the wilderness.

You live in the dreams that people weave for you, you can see it, but you let it exist. You're not settled, you're seeking freedom. Others remind you that you are a gust of wind. You've hurt everything, and you're lonely after all. Maybe you will live well, but you will lose the world.

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