I am a Tiny Butterfly...

I am a tiny butterfly,
I wanna fly away…
I’m tired of this pocket-glass
That’s making me insane!

I am a tiny butterfly –
My life is very short…
I wanna see the freedom light
Do you hear me, the Insect-God?

I am a tiny butterfly -
So used to flying in the dell…
But I’ve forgotten how to fly
Inside this pocket-hell!

I am a tiny butterfly,
The flower is my friend…
I wish I kissed its petals now…
Oh, does this pocket ever end???

I am a tiny butterfly…
I’ve got used to the sun…
I’m dying now without light –
Neither can fly, nor can I run!..

Do you hear me, the Insect-God?
Do you understand my word???
You put me here long ago…
You think you rule the world!

You caught me once
And I’m sure I know why:
You’ve envied me for all the time
Because you cannot fly!

You think you’ve prisoned me
And I will offer you my wings…
But I won’t ever tell
The secret of the Flying Kings!

I am a tiny butterfly…
Too strange to hope, too late to dream…
I’m dying in this pocket-glass…
And I can’t even scream…

8 March 2008