Papillon : - Butterfly

The leaves are falling
On the shorter days
That hold back my body and my voice
I wanted to tell you
How much I love you

Coccoon that's awakening
To the only smell that I expect
From my dreams
Often
When my eyes light up
For long
On your blank promises
Not the seeing the trap

Butterfly of a day
With wings of glass
Prisoner from the web of your secrets

Butterfly, that's hoping
Just a little bit of light
To dry its colour
To the fire of your desires

So strong is my fever
Of you, so sweet, my prince
I'm lost for words
I would like to tell you
How much I love you

Everything looks so beautiful
From the top of your shoulders
Where I imagine myself sometimes
Poor chrysalisis
That drinks the honey of your words
To open up and leave the ground

Butterfly of a day
With wings of glass
Prisoner from the web of your secrets

Butterfly of a day
With wings of glass
Prisoner from the web of your secrets


Return to the Leestiweb Music Translations Index Page