my skies are grey now,
come help me dissipate the clouds.
i locked the (my) heart and there's no key here,
come close, maybe i'll feel butterflies a little,
they tell that it all depends on butterflies.
i can be a hero and can also cry,
and you, you can desire much, and get less.
i, i listen to what they say, they want to be happy,
they are talking, they are waiting for the butterflies
their wings are weak now
come help me to take off into the distance
i locked the (my) heart and there's no key here,
come close, maybe i'll feel butterflies a little,
they tell that it all depends on butterflies.
i can be a hero and can also cry,
and you, you can desire much, and get less.
i, i listen to what they say, they want to be happy,
they are talking, they are waiting for the butterflies