Golden foil papers are fold into the male butterflies...
Silver foil papers are fold into the female butterflies...
That all fly in the lovely spirit world...
That all are comrades...
That circle the gate of hell and heaven...
Let these butterflies make the joy for spirits...
Let these butterflies be spirits...
Let caterpillars be the joy of mortals...
Let caterpillars be mortals...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem