SoyaKinder und die Liebe
I sat there in the shadow
Of the flowers on the flower meadow
There was one flower, really mad
Because of no visitors, it kept on being sad.
But then I look closer, and what did I see?
A crimson butterfly, and not a bee
It flew around, and then to me
Until it landed on my knee.
It remembers me you, and the touch of your skin
So soft and silky, but somehow thin
I tried to hold still, tried not to move
But scared you flew to the skies above.
Just like the day, when you flew away
I knew, there is no other way
That butterfly, that once away flew
That butterfly, it was really you...
Ich bin wieder glücklich ^____^~