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Words and Music: Alexander Panasyuk
Acoustics: Nikolay Kursanov
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📝 The text of the song "Butterfly".
I remember from school, I liked you very much
Two white bows, your eyes and me are just meat
And he seemed to be like a friend or like an older brother
And how many faces have I interrupted for you assholes
I remember our prom, you went through something there
After all, I carried it, in my arms, remember, you home
Then the institute, and the boys on black bekhs
I saw it from the window, lived in different porches
And the time flew, and the girl grew
Gaining experience, already in the back of a Mercedes
You started smoking, like you haven't smoked before
I remember being so quiet from school
And whatever it is, I know I'm not your match
After all, I'm not the one who has dad with the babos
And I'll sit here, kurnu, quietly thinking it over
After all, I didn't even change my mind for you
Chorus:
Butterflies do not sleep, they fly at night, fly
And your only girl disappears without you
And the butterflies are all circling, the hair is flying in a dance
Hold the baby tight, baby freeze
I was walking home, thinking about the school ball
How your white dress was dancing
First kiss and how he walked home
My classmate or a stranger
I remember how those gray nights burned with you with sleepless nights
I remember how I missed you and without you the world is not enough for me, it was very
I remember yelling poems to you, killed right next to your window of your own house
Don't give a damn that they took me the trash that your beloved mom called
And dance, dance, butterfly dance
Kiss others, kiss a butterfly kiss
In the club of lights driving you crazy again
Butterfly girl, not a stranger, but not yours either
I know you are now such a fifa of yourself making a queen crawling out of the koen
I know tomorrow there will be another one who caresses your girl and calls you hare
Oh this love, love, love
Butterfly girls, fly away, come again
Chorus:
Butterflies do not sleep, they fly at night, fly
And your only girl disappears without you
And the butterflies are all circling, the hair is flying in a dance
Hold the baby tight, baby freeze