BUTTERFLY MACHAON
(The Chinese national song)
1
The Rain begins to fall …
Drops knock on a unison …
She flies silently , she flies through memory -
Butterfly Machaon …
2
Sounds from an old disk
Once again hasten in nowhere…
Wet, wet malicious boots.
Wet malicious water.
3
The rain is split to death.
me already all the same.
Tomorrow cold will wake up.
Today in eyes - Machaon.
4
Three hundred years will soon be to me.
The life has passed as dream.
Only on heart, on heart of the sadist
Good sits Machaon.