I am a little butterfly
Flowers bloom by my kiss when I fly by.
I touchdown each one in a warmest tryst
I am charisma of gardens I keep it fertile
I wish I could go high in this infinite sky
Alas I am little and silky I cannot go high
I am a butterfly a little garden fly
I am delicate and colorful and shy
Children love me and chase me in a try
I am free fly to keep the gardens alive
I bless each flower for next season lives
They call me beautiful a little butterfly
I soar over the wind to touch the sky
It is my imagination it’s not going to fly
I survive only in garden, lush not dry
I am a little fly they call me butterfly
