I wish I were a butterfly,
Floating gently to the sky.
I delight in your beauty,
So serene and so free.
How does one become a butterfly?
How can I fly?
Will I be able to soar high?
Help me, for freedom is my cry.
I wish I were a butterfly,
Like a gentle bird in the sky.
I want to be happy and free,
And to be a butterfly is all I want to be.
Is love like a butterfly?
For real love goes where it pleases,
and pleases where it goes.
Fearless, daring, no boundaries and goes its own way.
I wish I were a butterfly,
Mysterious and fascinating,
Attractive and enchanting,
My dream, my wish forever and always.
Floating gently to the sky.
I delight in your beauty,
So serene and so free.
How does one become a butterfly?
How can I fly?
Will I be able to soar high?
Help me, for freedom is my cry.
I wish I were a butterfly,
Like a gentle bird in the sky.
I want to be happy and free,
And to be a butterfly is all I want to be.
Is love like a butterfly?
For real love goes where it pleases,
and pleases where it goes.
Fearless, daring, no boundaries and goes its own way.
I wish I were a butterfly,
Mysterious and fascinating,
Attractive and enchanting,
My dream, my wish forever and always.
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