Chinese Butterflies - Moi Caprice

66 or 64,

It doesn’t really matter anymore

There’s no more throwing sticks into the river

And me I’ve not just grown, I’ve grown too clever

Just let go Back then I was French and yet Chinese

I knew songs of butterflies and bees

But the poets killed the vipers and the songs

Chained the princess and carried her along

Just let go I remember all the songs

Well, that was right and this is wrong

I would really like to sing along

But I won’t try as giants have no tongue

It was all a bluff I guess

All things have to end I guess

Just let go In this one enchanted place

We’re back where we began…