Butterfly, Butterfly

Butterfly Butterfly,

Fly away home

Don't turn back

Don't look down

Fly from my hand

And over the land

Fly away fly away

To my old home

Tell those I loved

I am coming home

Butterfly Butterfly,

I am weak

Fly to your home

Take your wings

And breathe life to the child

That has yet to be born

Tell those who I love

Do not fear

For I am going home

My dear ones

I am now the wind that is helping this butterfly

Fly home to you

To tell you, I am no more

Then a whisper in the wind

Do not fear

For I am home.

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