蝴蝶，
                                                                         流浪的夜，
                                                                    熙熙攘攘的人群，
                                                                    砂石掩盖着犹豫。
                           
                                                                          但，我想
                                                                         再见你时，
                                                                            听风、
                                                                            看海，
                                                                     会是个好天气。
                           
                                                              所以，就奔跑吧，别停下。
        

                                                                                                            你要自由得像只鸟。