Through Wings of Pretty Butterfly

Through wings of pretty butterfly, I see The world The idol takes away my silly heart She’s cold I burn again and I cannot get off Cruel sight And I will give her any words of love, My light. I play too much, I want to say, oh no, It’s true! She runs away from courtships anyway Anew. Please give me night I do not want the sun Is it dream? Yes, I am walking and I am obsessed I scream. So maybe it is my deceit Just mist Somebody hides in everlasting fog – The beast! The beast who wants to show her strength Of fire That’s going to bring back to life Desire! Oh, silly heart I know you will be heart With thoughts I hear that someone’s making speech Just words They are like poison in my soul No cure I see there are no things in those I can be sure.