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Butterflies of all kinds of colors They came down to me on a pleasant spring day, They brought me as a gift The smells of a field and the edge of powder And also a warm request for peace Sweet sunshine. So come to me nice butterfly sit beside me on the palm of my hand, Sit back, don't be afraid. float in the wind of relief, When they got tired, they came straight down to me. Here rest a while, listen to a story, and also drink a drop of nectar, And then everyone rejoiced for them, Simple, because they wanted to fly.