2021.01.04.
butterfly
If a butterfly sits on a flower,Will it swing?
When he recalls me,
Will my miraculous bird, my nightingale sing?
The butterfly sat on the flower,
Because her nest is there.
My soul is craving for you,
My butterfly, my miraculous bird, my nightingale
You are my sun
There is a cold and round river
Under the mountain, flowing under a willow.
If I were a butterfly, I would fly to you,
My butterfly, my miraculous bird,
My nightingale. If only I were a butterfly