A Mountainous Butterfly
In the mountains,
when the sunlight wakes her up,
the morning begins,
We see her brightly colored wings,
She flies through the routes of flowers, rivers, brooks,
and through the petals of blue delphiniums.
Like a lady with courage and...
when the sunlight wakes her up,
the morning begins,
We see her brightly colored wings,
She flies through the routes of flowers, rivers, brooks,
and through the petals of blue delphiniums.
Like a lady with courage and...