I see a thousand fireflies
In the huge tree lies
They always give light
To a cold night
Just like a star
That can heal a scar
They always guide us on the right road
In every step that we could
A tongue of fire above my head
There's a lyre under my bed
That can drive away all my sadness
To bring all the happy memories
When I die, I want to be a butterfly
Genie in the lamp, I wish to be a dragonfly
That when the night comes, I will be a firefly
To fly above, in the pitch-black sky.
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