16. The butterfly in the fragrance of a flower.
When I met you for the first time,
All in the fragrance of a flower,
In the smile of a flower,
Flying with a butterfly.
When I embraced you for the first time,
All in this world,
As a butterfly drunken by the flower,
I did not know how to do.
I wanted to say it to you.
I loved you, really.
I want to say it to you.
I love you, really.
When I saw you for the first time,
All falling in the rain of the flowers,
With your the fragrant figure,
I did not know what to say.
No comments:
Post a Comment