{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":" The Hollies - Butterfly","author_name":"apucsoka","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/apucsoka","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/slager.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=130332&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slager.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/slager.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=130332&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slager.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"We met on the shore of a lemonade lake.\r\nWeeping willows looked down where we lay.\r\nOrange blossoms I smell in your hair.\r\nButterfly, flutter by, butterfly by.\r\n\r\nWaterfalls send your ripples to us\r\nhere on the shore of the lemonade lake.\r\nPond lilies play hide and seek with the fish.\r\nRabbit run, run rabbit, rabbit run by.\r\n\r\nRoaring mountain is standing close by,\r\ncovered with snowdrops and glistening with dew.\r\nI hear the sound of a small hummingbird.\r\nI took your hand and I waltzed off with you.\r\n\r\nCome to the top of the mountain with me.\r\nJump on a cloud and we'll float to and fro.\r\nSeeing the countryside covered with grass\r\nand the top of the mountain with candy-floss and snow.\r\n\r\nButterfly lazily drinking the sun,\r\nlavishly sprinkled and painted with gold.\r\nHere in the land of the mist and the lake,\r\nme and my true love will never grow old. ","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/1\/3\/_\/130332_16983_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"130332"}