Ole captain's dream whispered to my ear by the ocean wind
Home being sought by white clouds over the hills
Lotus leaves awoken in smile from dreams by drizzling rain
I make a kite of my youth to soar into the sky
Beached, shells see the grandeur of the world
caterpillar, in expectation, waits for a pair of beautiful wings
Lying on the bosom of the forests, rivers sing a song of spring
I weave my years into a piece of painting
Dreams are the wings of butterflies, the sky to fly in is youth
Let go the long line of the kite and paint love on the face of years
Growth is driven by the heart, the wings of the butterfly
Against a greater wind, it sings the louder.
Butterflies fly like childhood runs in the wind
The ever younger rainbow stretches further than the sea, higher than the sky
Butterflies fly towards the castle of the future
Open the window for the dream, let growth be faster and nicer
