Black Butterfly

Black Butterfly - Sarah Vaughan (薩拉·沃恩)

Just a black butterfly

With your wings frayed and torn

Laughter's your's so is scorn

As they point to you in shame

You're a black You're a black butterfly

With your wings near fire

But confess when your tire

Is the candle worth the flame

Your Queen Queen of the Night

But with morning's early light

There's not a hear to really call your own;

So before before it's too late

Change your ways and repent

Take my love that was meant

For black butterfly along

There's not a hear to really

Really call your own;

So before before it's too late

Change your ways and repent

Take my love that was meant

For black butterfly along along