There was magic around me once 
piece by piece it conquered me 
i saw pretty shining eyes once 
slowly burnt my soul and me... 

There was a wind that sent me a kiss 
and like flowers were Her hair 
so free and pretty...now that i miss 
i had a feeling that i wished to share. 

Like butterflies flew sweet words 
and like a stream, refreshing and pure 
ran emotions bare feet behind words 
smiling and free, so happy, so sure... 

Now these eyes are looking at someone else 
now came winter for butterflies 
and emotions are totally something else 
hidden inside of me, no one tries to fly.