Now you must be strong even if you feel small. Cultivate your pain into poisonous walls. Channel grace and poise with a fire in your eyes. Sour away like a butterfly...
Show your smile, your charm so that nobody knows. Underneath your veil, there's an anger that grows. There are countless ways that one can show their strength. So I'll fight my way till the end!
Fly, for the sake... Fight through the pain! Just a small touch will taint... Smile hide away. For all the lost, it won't be in vain!
Now you must be strong even if you feel small (Just like a butterfly, graceful and beautiful). Cultivate your pain into poisonous walls (Just like a heavenly angle, float down). You have grace and poise with wisteria eyes (Just like a butterfly, graceful and beautiful). Sour away like a butterfly! (Just like an angle, float down).
Grow, heal the pain. Nurture each flower, and you will flourish. Fight, fight again! Don't let them win. Be strong till the end!
