That butterfly - Nirmalendu Gun A butterfly in the wall of flowers, in front of the light, face the light; The black-colored fins are not shown in two matches.

Butterfly! Butterfly! Where did you find such a colorful fan brother? From the small branch of the tree to a small fountain of the big building, where do not you see them? When they fly in a colorful cabin, they smile at the face without knowing it.
That butterfly - Nirmalendu Gun A butterfly in the wall of flowers, in front of the light, face the light; The black-colored fins are not shown in two matches. Now you understand? The walls trembled to tremble in his house, and the soul of the soul returned forever forever. Buying death due to the love of love, I did not finish the first day only