Simon Uboldi - Exile in Exile Lyrics

A wonderful butterfly is resting on the dust
But on this bunch of mud
I won't rest and I won't sit still
While the butterfly is pampering itself in the wind

I want to be like this, and in another way
I want to be a saint, I want to be a devil
I close my eyes and I see myself extraordinary
Like I could never be
Like in a dream

And the butterfly is conscious of its beauty
And of nature's perfection it is aware
I, overbearing wildling usurper, am an odd
Put on earth by a whimsical God

I want to be like this, and in another way
I want to be a saint, I want to be a devil
I close my eyes and I see myself extraordinary
Like I could never be
Like in a dream