Butterflies

You have finally returned, I believed to have lost you, however is near the day when you will lose me. limited is the life of man, who he believes to touch the sky, and he forgets him to really live... Empty hopes, futile desires, I lost my battle... and you will stay alone with my memory, don't cry, my love... I still hope that there is a future after the cold in the winter. Please creed in this also when my heart will lose every hope. Rays of sun appear dazzling, my heart doesn't have lost all the pulsations, I still have time to dream. Don't lose me in your thoughts, remember only the days when we ran, toward butterflies... You go, graze the sky, once more. I'll wait for them the smile that made me free.