Forgive me, I believe in miracles. I myself like a miracle happened. I believe just in the little things. The Caterpillar of the butte...
Forgive me, I believe in miracles.
I myself like a miracle happened.
I believe just in the little things.
The Caterpillar of the butterfly spirit.
Forgive me, I made the sky.
No, it's not blue, and a little transparent.
I made and eternity of the child,
where to get lost many times.
There happen every time better
and you're my compulsion,
the reason for the simple things,
the chaos created by Butterfly
for every stone – little rock,
turned around and the heavy cart,
swing because light wings
the reason for all this to happen.
Forgive me, I believe in miracles
and in the quiet-loving universe.
The sky is waking up in the heavens,
and I am in you real and groaned.
