Somehow by fate misguided,
A bu*tercup resided
In the mandarin's orchid garden.
A bu*tercup that did not please
The lovely peace of such a place.
And so it simply (shined) above
And begged each orchids pardon,
The little bu*tercup in the orchid garden.
The bees keep pa**ing daily
And kiss the orchids dearly,
In the mandarin's orchid garden.
A bu*tercup (side) longing leaf,
But love was not for such as she.
And so under the tree of love hanged I
Still begging pardon,
The lonely bu*tercup in the orchid garden.
I too have been misguided;
To long have I resided
In the mandarin's orchid garden.
And all for friendliness I am,
I do not know which way to talk.
Alone must I keep (praying God)
To beg each lady's pardon.
A lonely bu*tercup
In the orchid garden.