A muddy shoe in the corner,
it doesn't know where its mate is.
The sky is full of dirty clouds,
over Europe there's low pressure.
Gloomy time, the only thing that makes me happy is my dream.
Chorus: Hunting for butterflies is
the open door to a better world.
I will take you there, you will see
what we miss all the time.
I will take you there, you will find out
that my fantastic dreams
smell like summer, strawberry paradise...
It's pouring from here to China
I feel I'm falling down in the dumps
the sun has been sleeping for a month,
the only sound is the splash of water,
gloomy time, the only
thing that makes me happy is my dream.
Chorus: Hunting for butterflies is
the open door to a better world.
I will take you there, you will see
what we miss all the time.
I will take you there, you will find out
that my fantastic dreams
smell like summer, strawberry paradise...
Gloomy time, the only thing that makes me happy is my dream!
Chorus: Hunting for butterflies is
the open door to a better world.
I will take you there, you will see
what we miss all the time.
I will take you there, you will find out
that my fantastic dreams
smell like summer, strawberry paradise...