Bond. James Bond.

Youthful butterfly
Youthful time slipped away by the body like this,
The teenager's memory has already been faded from memory gradually,
Sad that helpless reality brings some,
But future day is full of expecting.
Can still remember the ideal of childhood?
The playmate who has already forgotten childhood?
Paper butterfly fluttering in that wind,
Find your and my look, OK?
Time of some changes like silks and satins beautiful,
The teenager's extreme frivolity is meaning one trickles,
The happiness of growing up turns to be yellow in the album,
Future day will still rush.
Can still stand fast at the ideal of childhood?
Can still remember the playmate in childhood?
Paper butterfly fluttering in that wind,
Do you stay in the happy paradise?