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.