I've been in love with you.
Before I know what is love.
Before I know what is you.
Before I know that I'm not allowed to.
Love, just came too soon.
Too soon for me to recognize, to understand, to hesitate,
And, to deny.
Love, just came with no sign.
As I'm aware of it, I've got no chance to hide.
Tell me, if you're my butterfly
Why you have to make me cry?
Or, if I am your butterfly.
Why when you left me behind,
There were tears gleaming in your eyes?
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