Flowers like butterflies, and butterflies - flowers Flying above our lives light-winged, And falling down, falling down from a height, When their lives seem hateful.
Flowers like butterflies, and butterflies, as we Sad and crying, in dreams, and dreams, Tired of life mess, Dreaming of a winter frost.
Flowers as butterflies, and their short century Saddens us, we freeze, fall asleep, Is winter, delicate sparkling snow, Us wings white fluff covers.
And we become like angels white As moths, white inflorescences, And our thoughts, acts of light, We write row line about the immortality.
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