[00:00.000] 作词 : John Golden[00:01.000] 作曲 : Raymond Hubbell[00:11.145]There's a story told of a little Japanese[00:19.170]Sitting demurely neath the cherry blossom trees[00:26.956]Miss Butterfly's her name[00:37.829]A sweet little innocent child was she[00:45.979]Till a fine young American from the sea[00:55.657]To her garden came[01:03.226]They met neath the cherry blossoms everyday[01:11.199]And he tought her how to love in the American way[01:18.667]To love with her soul was easy to learn[01:29.308]Then he sailed away with a promise to return[01:44.634]Poor butterfly[01:50.855]Neath the blossoms waiting[01:59.074]Poor Butterfly[02:05.233]For she loved him so[02:14.184]The moments pass into hours[02:21.135]The hours pass into years[02:27.428]And as she smiles through her tears[02:34.895]She murmurs low[02:41.201]The moon and I know that he'll be faithful[02:54.857]I'm sure he'll come to me by and by[03:09.011]But if he won't come back[03:13.921]Then I'll never cry or sigh[03:21.459]I just must die[03:27.758]Poor butterfly