"Мы подобны бабочкам, летящим на солнце,которое никогда не позволит нам заглянут

I’m gonna tell you what’s
inside my soul.
We are as fragile 
just like melting snow
We’ll get to come to see the
beauty of love and imagine
and imagine, just imagine

And we’re like butterflies flying to the sun
The sun will never let us look inside
I believe that this will open up
but at the right time
Hopefully just wait for it, it will come

And even if the whole world was around
and you deny the miracles possible
but you have got to see anyway and imagine
and imagine, just imagine

And we’re like butterflies flying to the sun
The sun will never let us look inside
I believe that this will open up
but at the right time
Hopefully just wait for it, it will come

And we’re like butterflies flying to the sun
The sun will never let us look inside
I believe that this will open up
but at the right time
Hopefully just wait for it, and oh, secrets will come, come out