歌曲 | The Butterfly |
歌手 | Neil Bartram |
专辑 | The Story of My Life (Original Broadway Cast Recording) |
In a far of land there lived a beautiful butterfly | |
In a kingdom full of blossom covered trees | |
And winding through this paradise, a river danced along | |
And played with the constant summer breeze | |
The butterfly found a tiny branch at the riverside | |
And watched the water rushing who-knows-where | |
Carefully he sheltered from the power of the breeze | |
For surely it could toss him through the air“ | |
I’m a butterfly,” he said, “trivial and small | |
And in the greater scheme of things | |
I don’t mean much at all | |
So I’ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view | |
I’m a butterfly, what more can | |
I do?”One afternoon, the butterfly asked the river“ | |
Madam, what makes you hurry so? | |
What splendid destination are you rippling toward? | |
Where, oh, where do you go?” | |
The river said, “ | |
I’m headed for the ocean | |
And summer breeze inspires me to race | |
My friend, you’d love the ocean, it’s remarkable to see | |
Won’t you join our friendly chase?”“ | |
I’m a butterfly,” he said, “trivial and small | |
And in the greater scheme of things | |
I don’t mean much at all | |
So I’ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view | |
I’m a butterfly, what more can | |
I do?”So the butterfly, he dreamed of the ocean | |
He longed to flutter high above the seas | |
But there are dangers in the sky for a tiny butterfly | |
So from his branch he asked a question of the breeze“ | |
What makes you chase the river towards the ocean?” | |
And the breeze told him a most amazing thing“ | |
I’m simply made up of the currents in the air | |
That start from the movement of your wing, your tiny wing“ | |
You’re a butterfly my friend, powerful and strong | |
And I’m grateful for the way you’ve always hurried me along | |
When you flap your wings to stretch yourself, it might seem small to you | |
But you change the world with everything you do” | |
So he stretched his wings and took off from the safety of his tree | |
And the butterfly finally saw the sea |
In a far of land there lived a beautiful butterfly | |
In a kingdom full of blossom covered trees | |
And winding through this paradise, a river danced along | |
And played with the constant summer breeze | |
The butterfly found a tiny branch at the riverside | |
And watched the water rushing whoknowswhere | |
Carefully he sheltered from the power of the breeze | |
For surely it could toss him through the air" | |
I' m a butterfly," he said, " trivial and small | |
And in the greater scheme of things | |
I don' t mean much at all | |
So I' ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view | |
I' m a butterfly, what more can | |
I do?" One afternoon, the butterfly asked the river" | |
Madam, what makes you hurry so? | |
What splendid destination are you rippling toward? | |
Where, oh, where do you go?" | |
The river said, " | |
I' m headed for the ocean | |
And summer breeze inspires me to race | |
My friend, you' d love the ocean, it' s remarkable to see | |
Won' t you join our friendly chase?"" | |
I' m a butterfly," he said, " trivial and small | |
And in the greater scheme of things | |
I don' t mean much at all | |
So I' ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view | |
I' m a butterfly, what more can | |
I do?" So the butterfly, he dreamed of the ocean | |
He longed to flutter high above the seas | |
But there are dangers in the sky for a tiny butterfly | |
So from his branch he asked a question of the breeze" | |
What makes you chase the river towards the ocean?" | |
And the breeze told him a most amazing thing" | |
I' m simply made up of the currents in the air | |
That start from the movement of your wing, your tiny wing" | |
You' re a butterfly my friend, powerful and strong | |
And I' m grateful for the way you' ve always hurried me along | |
When you flap your wings to stretch yourself, it might seem small to you | |
But you change the world with everything you do" | |
So he stretched his wings and took off from the safety of his tree | |
And the butterfly finally saw the sea |