Your birds chime thew happy hour 

I'm a blue forgotten flower

In a beau forest serene

I'm walking in the pearl-drop rain

Your smiles' a rainbow once again

From an old forgotten dream

You see the endless starry sky

I see a fallen butterfly

With her wings all sky-blue clad

Your face beams in rejoice

There's a softness to my voice

Sometimes I'm happy to be sad

Don't worry when my face is wet.

Tears are blue beads that shine reflected light.

Blue is a lovely colour, and rain is a wonderful friend.

The joy of sadness is hard to find,

But if you find it, then 

nothing can crush you.

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