Concern Among

and you leave without telling me
every time I see you
scattered tears and the heart is grieved
Will I see the flowers that bloom in my face

and you disappear without me knowing
every time I remember you
my heart was beating too late and my thoughts soar
Will I hear beautiful music in my ears

This season is very hurt me
but I never could see on the surface
I must keep my head even more than that
as a perfect butterfly

This eye will see you always
though only a shadow you just
but I will sleep with this dream
although you'd never come back again

This butterfly will metamorphose
and will return home
remember you
greet from telepathy
and maybe if you had time, I will fly briefly at you