A winter nightmare sweeps away all the yellow leaves of autumn
The trickle of spring water can't wake me up, I feel tired and sleepy
I alone emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly when I wake up
After the transformation, we will see the changes in the weather
Wrapped in the lingering threads that once bound oneself
The gurgling spring water carries the past far away
I'm the only one who stays on someone's window sill
Hundreds of flowers are blooming, but I am at ease
This world turns out to be just a tiny field of vision
So even if you break the wings of a butterfly, you still have to fly to the infinity
I won't dance until the mountain flowers are in full bloom
I am afraid that the fallen flowers will not fulfill the wishes of others
Borrowing Butterfly Group's lyrics "Butterfly Song" as a substitute for copywriting