Little butterfly
Oh, little butterfly,
I know it feels so hard,
'Cause you see the others there so high
and it seems so small, your little yard.
The world's so gigantic
And your wings might feel too small.
You wish for the blue of the atlantic,
the other colors, you want to feel them all.
Your dreams are so yearning
Since the time you've caught the distant beauty glare.
In your eyes the desire of discovering is burning
And you're almost ready for that dare.
But again your wings seem too fragile
When you look at the others flying so agile.
Oh, my little butterfly,
I know between your yard and end
Are many things you wanna look at from the sky
Which you want to be your friend.
You get excited by the thought
Of the risks and chances you could take
But your issues must still be faught
'Cause they want you to break.
I wanna tell you a thing:
The others' gifts don't define you,
They can fly so high, but your gift is the spring:
It's your colorful mind spreading love and hope too.
The wind will whisper and sing your lovesong',
The ones we were waiting for, all along.
Oh, my little, little butterfly,
The others, they admire you,
Oh, yes, those birds, they fly so high,
But your colors are so strong and true.
You'll spread the love with the wind.
And in hard times it'll stand by you.
The limits are the issues, take that hint:
It's not about the skies you've already been to.
Your coloring's precious - It won't be unseen.
You'll cross the ocean, cross the line,
Freedom' s the kingdom and you're the mighty queen.
Your wings aren't weak, but fine.
Oh, little butterfly
The wind will be your vivid lullaby.
DU LIEST GERADE
Flügel der Nacht
PoesíaMeine Nächte sind bunter und grauer zugleich. Ich wünscht' nur, meine Träume wären sanft, weich, Doch stattdessen dringen Gedanken in mein Reich, Verderben und heilen die Freude, den Mut - abwechslungsreich, sterben und weilen an der Poesie Teich, L...
