Butterfly1 min 101 1 min 101
Lovely creature of all creatures
The woman is the loveliest;
She is the butterfly with colored wings
Flying everywhere in search of honey.
Flying around like a butterfly
Purveyed glee all around her.
Beaten the dreariness in her
Enriched the cheer all corners.
Probing for honey, she is searching for her happiness,
Her happiness is her own family,
But, esteemed as the immaterial of the family,
Her heart weeps inside her.
Stands as the turning point in many lives
As a butterfly colors their life.
Rebelling inside her raises as a butterfly
To be a butterfly in other's life.
'She' is a butterfly, dropping rain in family,
Encounters famine in the hearts,
Fertile the family by throwing her heart
'She' is the real butterfly of all lives.