Life is like a big river.
Sometimes quiet and sometimes crazy.
Reality is like a yoke.
Tie me up, I can't be free
This mysterious life is as sharp as a knife.
Hurt me badly again and again.
I know that the kind of happiness I want is in that higher sky.
I want to fly higher and higher.
Dance like a gust of wind and break free from your arms
I want to fly higher and higher.
Winged storm
Heart roar
Fly higher
I've been flying, looking for it
But I found it impossible to find it.
If you really want to be a liberator.
You have to cut it first.
I want a brighter life.
I want a bluer sky.
I know that the happiness I want is in the higher sky ~
I want to fly higher and higher.
Dance like a gust of wind and break free from your arms
I want to fly higher and higher.
Wings rolled up and the storm roared.
Fly higher, fly higher, fly higher. ...