Classic Poem

Cherry blossoms softly drifting,
Moonlight through your lattice sifting,
Madame Butterfly,

While you wait your love's returning
And the lanterns, dimly burning,
Flicker low and die.

So much love and beauty calling
Through the petals lightly falling
Down the starlit sky,

Yet the end of all your dreaming
Lies in one bright dagger gleaming,
Madame Butterfly!