"Butterfly, Goddess of Light"
When the hidden fingers pass through the darkness, the
rings of the street bells can already be heard clearly
This breath comes from
The depths of the night
The night does not carry the body
It only travels with the heart.
Your heart
Attached to the wings of a butterfly
Whose tragedy has been achieved by the perfect world
No one can tell
You Slowly hand over the light, hand over the eyes
The wings of the butterfly are still there
This is the rebirth after being broken
When a flower begins to adapt to the darkness , the butterfly
bloomed blue light