What if one day the butterflies, decide, never to pollinate.
That they just don't go, to flowers no more, for no, reason at all.
That in the daily routine, of the butterflies, and the bees, none would participate.
The flowers then would not bloom, no roses and no bluebills, too. 

Oh, i wish that never happens, cause if it does, what will happen to me. (I don't really know)
What will i do, where will i look, if no flowers there'll be. (If no flowers there'll be)
Cause i'm scared one day there'll no be something to remind me of the memories.
Memories we've shared, likes and wants we spared, just to be fair, cause that's what love is.

Flowers resembles a, figure, that's good and beautiful.
The imperfections, doesn't look much, imperfections at all.
No ones cares if a petal fell, flowers still look good even when incomplete.
Random places of some stuff, looks like warts on the face of someone i know.

I never saw her face again, since the day she said she'll never talk to me. (Never since that day)
Since then i always looked at a flower like i'm looking at her. (It's like looking at her)
Just like her, flowers, too are a thing of beauty, a thing that's worthy of my praise.
So i pray to god, to every god, never kill the flowers please.

Just like her, flowers, too are a thing of beauty, a thing that's worthy of my praise.
So i pray to god, to every god, never kill the flowers please.

Flora

Walanguuwi

Parakay

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