Oh butterfly, how pretty you are
How your wings flutter in the morning's light
When you settle gracefully to suck nectar
The whole world stops to watch in awe
Such a blessed sight you are
Beauty that only you can possess
You sail effortlessly through the air
So glorious even the sun smiles down on you
In the society, you are regarded as the harbinger of hope
Except it is not everyone who sees you that way
For to the farmer
You are a little devilish thing that should be extinct
God alone knows why He made you
For a ton of beauty is added to nature because of you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem