Siin on kaks lugu segamini aetud! Tegelikult on selle loo muusika autor Allan Vainola, sõnade autor Mait Vaik. Mina tegin ka samadele sõnadele, aga teistsuguse loo, mis on plaadil "Oota mind ära".
See on hea laul. Erika tänava nalifkaõhtute ja harilike koroonapidude suurim hitt. Õhtu kulminatsiooniks kujunes ronga puurist lahti laskmine. Jumal kaitse Vennaskonda ja me päevad väärt on elamist!
White butterfly summer Already from childhood I knew, indeed, you should not in the spring a white butterfly see. Then summer will come sad, will come hand in hand with tears, ah, that I would not have wanted to believe. At the start of this summer, though, one could only see white butterflies in flocks, all places full of these. Although I lent no credence to these, my heart guessed evil, heart guessed mourning, heart guessed death still. The summer came with blooms, the summer came with heat and the universe was full of sun, to the joy of people. Radio spoke of tensions, we didn't listen, but laughed. We didn't pay attention to the roar of aircraft. We hadn't seen death, we hadn't seen ruins, life had loved us, now, mid-summer, we saw all we hadn't seen. The summer of white butterflies has arrived, the blaze of a thousand suns has arrived. No-one will retain this summer's memories, everything melts away, all joys and worries. Now in the end summer came running with blood, death fell from the sky, from the sea-flood. The land is lifeless, around only fly carrion vultures and white butterflies. The summer was angry, the summer hot and sere, colourful suns filled the atmosphere. Radios were silent, there were no listeners, no need to listen, you could see it right here. Now we saw death, now we saw ruins, life was yet loving us. Now at summer's end life was still loving us. Finished is the summer of white butterflies, thousand-year winter now has arrived. We survived the summer, will the winter too survive, the winter that is full of versicoloured butterflies. Finished is the summer of white butterflies, this is the start - a new world begins. We survived the summer, will the winter too survive, we live in waiting of a new spring.
