ButterflyButterfly, butterflyWhere do you fly,So quick and so highIn the blue,blue skyесли слишком легкий могу найти посложнееRainThe rain is raining all around,It falls on field and tree,It rains on the umbrellas here, And on the ships at seaCloudsWhite sheep,white sheepOn the blue hill.When the wind stopsYou all stand still.You walk far awayWhen the winds blowWhite sheep,white sheepThe daisyThe Daisy follows soft the Sun -And when his golden walk is done -Sits shyly at his feet -He - waking - finds the flower there -Wherefore - Marauder - art thou here?Because, Sir, love is sweet!We are the Flower - Thou the Sun!Forgive us, if as days decline -We nearer steal to Thee!Enamored of the parting West -The peace - the flight - the Amethyst -Night's possibility!