Life gave you wings,
beautiful, transparent, fine…

To settle on the most beautiful flowers,
to cross the most extensive skies,
to nest in the most delicate petals…

It gave you daring,
it gave you longings,
and with them, you revealed your worth,
your tenacity, and your misgivings…

You discovered it late,
but you knew it was true…
everything happens for a reason,
life, death, despair…

You fought brave,
valiant, bold, without brake…
but you also enjoyed the pilgrimage,
without listening to the stranger…

Fly free, fly high,
butterfly of my dreams,
that this spring that appears,
it will make you show your gleams…