Chou

Flying with the gentle whisper of the cold night
Shimmering radiantly under the pale moonlight
Dancing steadily around the withered funeral flowers
Warily circling the flickering candlelight
Enticing once lively flowers blooming under the sky
Coldness... ah the coldness
Under the gaze of the moon and the gleaming darkness above
Gently. each flap brings coldness
A bliss of gentleness and a string of pain
Goodbye to those flowers long gone
Celebrating the life once fully captivated
Goodbye to the rose that flowerd blood
Bringin sweet scents and everlasting pain
Oh sweet butterfly ... entice no longer
Such withered petals these flowers possess
Hear this song these flowers cry out to you