Letra y música: The Hollies (Inglaterra)

Versión: The Hollies - Disco: Butterfly (1967)


Versión: Eduardo Darnauchans (Uruguay) - Disco: El trigo de la luna (1989)

Letra:

We met on the shore of a lemonade lake.
Weeping willows looked down where we lay.
Orange blossoms I smell in your hair.
Butterfly, flutter by, butterfly by.

Waterfalls send your ripples to us
Here on the shore of the lemonade lake.
Pond lilies play hide and seek with the fish.
Rabbit run, run rabbit, rabbit run by.

Roaring mountain is standing close by,
Covered with snowdrops and glistening with dew.
I hear the sound of a small hummingbird.
I took your hand and I waltzed off with you.

Come to the top of the mountain with me.
Jump on a cloud and we'll float to and fro.
Seeing the countryside covered with grass
And the top of the mountain with candy-floss and snow.

Butterfly lazily drinking the sun,
Lavishly sprinkled and painted with gold.
Here in the land of the mist and the lake,

Me and my true love will never grow old.

Letra Darnauchans:

En la mañana delira el azul
y en los cristales de limpio cristal
vas y vienes, volar y volar
mariposa mariposa.

Sobre aquel lago pequeño y claro
ala espejada y el ala fugáz
de tu aleteo presente y final
vienes y vas y te vas.

No hay montaña ni nube ni mar
no hay comarca ni ningún lugar
que no hayas visto en el breve mirar
desde tu vuelo de leve espiral.

Dicen que hay signos por descifrar
sobre tus alas está la inicial
de la increada canción del final

mariposa mariposa.