
๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐๐ต๐ธ๐๐ฎ๐ป ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐๐พ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฏ๐ต๐
[Style Instructions: Sing in four-part a cappella harmonyโlead carries the melody, tenor harmonizes above, baritone fills chords below or crosses lead, bass anchors with low roots. Use dominant seventh chords (e.g., G7, C7, F7) for 40-50% of duration, progressing via circle of fifths (C-G-D-A-E, etc.). Tempo: ~110 BPM, ballad style with gentle swells on key phrases like โmagic powderโ and โdies happy.โ Include swipes (chord changes on single syllables) for flair, and end with a ringing tag.] Verse 1 The butterfly, so wild and free, The one who flits where winds may blow, Casting its spell for all to see, Spreading magic powder as it goes. Never staying still, it darts and plays, A fleeting dream in summerโs rays. Chorus Oh, the flower loves that butterfly, Beautiful and bright, a tender sigh, Rooted deep, it reaches high, But never follows, though it tries. The butterfly lingers, then itโs gone, A fleeting love that canโt stay long. Verse 2 The butterfly, blown by the breeze, Has a purpose grand, yet untold, A hurricane born in gentle seas, A mystery vast, a tale to unfold. It dances free, misunderstood, A force of wonder, wild and good. Chorus Oh, the flower loves that butterfly, Beautiful and bright, a tender sigh, Rooted deep, it reaches high, But never follows, though it tries. The butterfly lingers, then itโs gone, A fleeting love that canโt stay long. Bridge And the flower who knew, who waited there, Who loved with a heart so true, Believes in the wings that filled the air, And smiles as the skies turn blue. Chorus (with variation) Oh, the flower loves that butterfly, Beautiful and bright, a tender sigh, Rooted deep, it reaches high, But never follows, though it tries. The butterfly fades beyond the day, Yet the flower dies happy anyway. Tag [Style Instructions: Slow tempo, sustain each chord for maximum ringโe.g., C major to G7 to F to C. Bass descends stepwise, baritone holds tension, tenor soars, lead resolves.] Who knows, who waits, who believes, oh my, The flower dies happy, goodbye, goodbye. แสสษจฦึ สวึษฆสึ ษฎส แถสึ ำโข๏ธ

