One butterfly must be the last one
To say goodbye to all the flowers
Before the early autumn showers
Darken the sky

One butterfly, a very strong one
Said I love the summer seasons
It's a good and simple reason
To stay alive

He found himself a little greenhouse
It was a warm and cosy hiding
Where the butterfly was biding
Biding his time

Now every day he looked through the window
He was feeling very lonеly
He realised that hе was the only
Butterfly

Christmas morning in the greenhouse
It was freezing, it was snowing
But the flowers they were growing
Only for him

Then at last he saw a snow drop
And the days were getting longer
And the sun was shining stronger
Melting the snow

Goodbye, goodbye my warm little greenhouse
Spring has come, we must be parting
I fly away today, I'm just starting
My second life

One butterfly must be the first one
To say hello to all the flowers
In the early sunny hours
Of the new spring
Of the new spring
Of the new spring