Dance my
love, dance like a butterfly
Dance when
the skies are blue
And the
clouds are still away
For I can
see the rains in the horizon
Waiting to
wash all of our love away
Into the
silent river’s tumultuous bosom
In the
abyss of which we shall never see other
But just
keep hearing faint sounds of the love song
You danced
to, danced to like a butterfly.
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