I want the beautiful wings of butterflies.

I want ants to move.

I want the pride of the eagle soaring.

I want swallows to build love nests out of mud in their mouths.

The heart is floating around like a cloud.

Swing with the wind.

Who am I? I don't know

I just think butterflies will be old and ants will be too young.

The eagle is too proud and the swallow is too old.

Sometimes I wish things would get better.

I hope butterflies will never get old.

Ants grow tall and eagles fly in groups.

Swallows have time to work.

PS: I'm not a fan of Tianyu, but Tianyu's songs are very nice, such as Only Autumn and Damn Gentleness.