I'm flying the borders of chains

Butterflies dancing 
mazurka in the rain, 
they have taken over my stomach. 
I am like a free bird in a cage, 
I'm flying the borders of chains 
so troubled. 

Mother Earth, tits ride 
nymphs fearful night, 
Sea horses are so beautiful 
wet sea waves 
they could dive in the morning. 

Aphrodite's son lives in my soul, 
storm clouds at night she beats 
lightning. Now the dark horizon 
is, the morning very unpredictable. 
I will bring up the wings, 
once the air gets, 
Today is the day 
when the lightning hit gets wild. 
Today, there are storms.