| Came along with the crystal eyes
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| And a smile that would shine for days
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| And I could see that her heart was strong
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| So much kindness in her face
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| And patiently she took my hand
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| And gently held the space
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| Like a cherry blossom
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| She would silently radiate
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| Fly me high, butterfly
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| Fly me gently to the sky
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| Fly me high butterfly
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| Fly me gently to the sky
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| Came along when my hands were tied
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| And I knew I just had to wait
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| Lick my wounds, rebuild my pride
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| Leave the seed to germinate
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| See it needed sun and it needed rain
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| And a love I could not locate
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| I trusted time and I trusted fire
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| Because I learned to trust in fate
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| Fly me high, butterfly
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| Fly me gently to the sky
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| Fly me high butterfly
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| Fly me gently to the sky
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| Fly me high, butterfly
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| Fly me gently to the sky
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| Fly me high butterfly
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| Fly me gently to the sky
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| Beneath the canopy of the jungle when I saw her face
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| To the belly of the animals on the centipedes and snakes
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| Shipibo’s song will never fade
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| Can’t find the road no more
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| When you cannot find your way
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| The candle burns out before you reach your destination
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| You can’t find the strength inside
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| To keep on with your days
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| The answer lies deep inside the natural mystic from which we came |