Two yellow butterflies are flying,
A yellow bird does the same,
And they ignited in mind spring flame.

Yellow bird? Leaving blue one?
It doesn't seem a good sign,
Is someone new coming on my line?

Yellow bird, yellow bird!
How beautiful it is!
I want yellow color like this.

O mind, listen to me!
I'll break your paintbrush,
For which you do too rush?

Why are you so angry?
Fly fly and be new,
This spring is just for you.

Will I regain lost happiness?
Then I'm desperate to fly,
Touch touch the blue sky.