A small leaf butterfly flies gracefully among the trees
With its protective color, it stops on the branch and looks timid
Even though it's just a dead leaf butterfly, my heart has sparks and blood
However, the wind and rain were so fierce that the little wings lost their color
Dead Leaf Butterfly Dead Leaf Butterfly Once there is no protective color
Pale and fragile falling
Who can fly together, lonely and lonely
Dead Leaf Butterfly Dead Leaf Butterfly The spark in my heart has gone out
When can I flap my wings and fly towards the clouds and moon in my dreams?
Even though it's just a dead leaf butterfly, my heart has sparks and blood
However, the wind and rain were so fierce that the little wings lost their color
Dead Leaf Butterfly Dead Leaf Butterfly Once there is no protective color
Pale and fragile falling
Who can fly together, lonely and lonely
Dead Leaf Butterfly Dead Leaf Butterfly The spark in my heart has gone out
When can I flap my wings and fly towards the clouds and moon in my dreams?
Dead Leaf Butterfly Dead Leaf Butterfly Once there is no protective color
Pale and fragile falling
Who can fly together, lonely and lonely
Dead Leaf Butterfly Dead Leaf Butterfly The spark in my heart has gone out
When can I flap my wings and fly towards the clouds and moon in my dreams?
- Excerpted from the theme song of [ fog] (Withered Leaf Butterfly)