One bu*terfly must be the last one
To say goodbye to all the flowers
Before the early autumn showers
Darken the sky
One bu*terfly, a very strong one
Said I love the summer seasons
It's a good and simple reason
To stay alive
He found himself a little greenhouse
Which was a warm and cosy hiding
Where the bu*terfly was hiding
Biding his time
Now every day he looks through the window
He was feeling very lonely
Hе realised that he was thе only
bu*terfly
Christmas morning in the greenhouse
It was freezing, it wa snowing
But the flowers they were growing
Only for him
Then at last he saw the snow stop
And the days were getting longer
And the sun was shining stronger
Melting the snow
Goodbye, goodbye my warm little greenhouse
Spring has come, we must be partying
I fly away today, I must be starting
My second life
One bu*terfly must be the first one
To say hello to all the flowers
In the early sunny hours
Of the new spring
Of the new spring
Of the new spring