and in the flight of a butterfly I went I went far after you for my love and in flight a butterfly magical starry I went to you my love to you that left me last summer
and in flight butterflies through birches of oaks through apple trees and many other places through poland through america through galandia and even through red red china to you my butterfly striped like a zebra
and the star floats in the sky as if in milk they but is not it so and everything is so we live are born and die in milk and milk I drink it every morning for the morning and I think of you my love left in the summer