Paroles et traduction Kurt Darren - Vlinders

Vlinders

Vlinders

Saam jou maak alles weer sin
Dit voel soos n sirkel waar die einde begin
Ek weet daars geen uitweg
Die liefde verblind my.ek sien net vir jou

Maar die nuwe word so vinnig oud
Die somer se vlinder en die winter se koud
Kan nie oorleef nie ek hoor hulle fluister oor my en jou
Maar bly opsoek na die gevoel.

Elke week elke maand in die jaar se tyd
Kom daar altyd n ander gevoel verby
Kom dit deur jou.of Kom dit deur my.?
Elke week elke maand in n jaar se tyd
Vind daar altyd n vlinder sy weg na my
Vlinders by jou.Vlinders by my.

Dit kom en dit gaan soos die wind
Lente maak liefde en liefde maak blind
Ek loop maar en fluit.want ek voel nie n veer wat die ander dink

En van vooraf sien ek dan die lig
Hulle ken nie van liefde met eerste opslag
Hulle vlinders sal sterf.liefde bederf.en die boek is toe
Maar bly opsoek na die gevoel.

Elke week elke maand in n jaar se tyd
Kom daar altyd n ander gevoel verby
Kom dit deur jou.of Kom dit deur my.?
Elke week elke maand in n jaar se tyd
Vind daar altyd n vlinder sy weg na my
Vlinders by jou.Vlinders by my.

Kyk die jaar het die somer weer ingehaal
En die blare het langs ons hier neergedaal
Vra jy vir my.is dit verby.?

Na verloop van die tyd is dit ons seisoen
Ek sal elke dag weer met jou oor wil doen
Vlieg daar by my n vlinder verby.
Vlieg daar by my n vlinder verby.
Vlinders by jou.Vlinders by my.

Butterflies

Butterflies

All makes sense again with you
This feels like a circle where the end begins
I know there's no way out
Love blinds me. I only see you

But the new becomes old so quickly
The summer butterfly and the winter cold
Can't survive I hear them whisper about me and you
But keep looking for the feeling.

Every week every month in the year's time
There always comes another feeling by
Does it come through you.or does it come through me.?
Every week every month in a year's time
There always finds a butterfly its way to me
Butterflies with you.Butterflies with me.

It comes and it goes like the wind
Spring makes love and love makes blind
I just keep on whistling. because I don't feel a feather for what others think

And from the beginning I then see the light
They don't know about love at first sight
Their butterflies will die.love spoiled.and the book is closed
But keep looking for the feeling.

Every week every month in a year's time
There always comes another feeling by
Does it come through you.or does it come through me.?
Every week every month in a year's time
There always finds a butterfly its way to me
Butterflies with you.Butterflies with me.

Look the year has overtaken summer again
And the leaves have fallen down here beside us
Do you ask me.is it over.?

After the course of time is our season
I will want to do it all over again with you every day
There flies a butterfly by me.
There flies a butterfly by me.
Butterflies with you.Butterflies with me.