Aii

Listen to the notes you play, it could make me die.
Look at the both of your eyes, it could make me shy.
You let me closed my eyes, and you made me blind.
Be like a butterfly, which files in your mind.
You took my hands, dragged me to childhood.
We got into the hollow woods, with the nature mood.
You told me the lives are so good.
And say, you won't be lose.
You made me feel good, you made me feel lose.
Lose by you.

The melody stops.
And, you are still there up the highest sky,
My dream of butterfly, it can't make me fly.